Rowing the Dory
Feet against the thwarts Pull hard into the black Water sings to the garboard https://www.curiaudio.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/07/NL-Rowing-the-Dory.mp3
Inside the Wharf
The shrouders are showing their age, and the deck, too, come to think of it, folding like shale under the gentle palm of the tides https://www.curiaudio.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/07/NL-Inside-the-Wharf.mp3
Yoho
Diamonds of patience at the silent feet of stone. Silver shadows grow. CLICK TO LISTEN TO THE RECORDING
River Running
The river clears its throat. Shimmies right, then left. The children’s cold fingers pulling at its coat sleeves. CLICK ON THE RECORDING TO LISTEN
Atlas goes paddling
Plunge and pull, your paddle the best of you, your arms reaching — elbow, wrist, fist — into the black. And the boat cuts on. CLICK ON THE RECORDING TO LISTEN
Quiet Morning at Ocean Pond
Morning: the rise and fall of tiny chests, the tide in them. The old sun going on and on. CLICK ON THE RECORDING TO LISTEN