Looking Back And Forward All At Once I fetched up on these granite shores thirty years ago, or is it more I fetched up way back then and since as if it could be squeezed have looked for meaning in this austere place and pretended to drink my fill Meanwhile the ocean whispers or roars as if I understood a word as if inward or outward ever really existed and all our love were heard no matter what. 15 November 2024 Texas Jim High Head Trail, Nova Scotia www.granitecoast.ca