Wesley McNair

Poet. Memoirist. Essayist.

I have never found a better place to seek the poem's muse than the side of a quiet pond, whose protean surface, like the imagination, shifts and changes the images of shore and sky and then goes still, like a mind in concentration, lengthening the trees, docks and canoes along its shore by its reflection.
(from the essay “Living Twice: Thoughts about Poetry”)

Home : The magnificent Drury Pond in Temple, Maine from the McNair dock.
(Photo by Joshua Bodwell)

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