Alone, I think

“The February road to the river is mud

and dirty snow, tire tracks and corncobs

uncovered by the mildness. I think I am

living alone….’’

— From “To Be Here,’’ by Linda Gregg (1942-2019), an American poet who was living in Northampton, Mass., on the Connecticut River, when he she wrote this.

First Church, Main Street, Northampton

— Photo by chipmunk_1