The caw of old crows
reaches the boy whittling
big to small pieces.
from Frog on the Bay

Hard to be a stone
harder still to be a river
held in place by stones.
from Around the Bay

Rowing in the marsh
with every pull oarlocks squeak
minnows scatter off the bow.
from On the Dock

Into the petal
of the rose the hornet strikes
a familiar pose

Gary Busha is a poet, editor, and publisher who lived in Eau Claire during the middle 1970s. This poem originally appeared in Frog on the Bay.

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