Monthly Archives: June 2015

The Memoirist

The windows of the old aging house no longer afforded a view In part for the creeping forest In part for their never being washed But he had never depended on them his vision of the world wrought as it was … Continue reading

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All These Words

Standing at evening by the railing daylight failing as a tide’s ebbing lights across the water brightening sparkling on the horizon darkening forever beckoning never belonging When our living is all this laboring loving can’t be more than dreaming sun’s … Continue reading

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I Love the River

I love the River when it rushes high bearing fallen leaf to sea melted snow`drops up to the Cloud I love the Dog who wags his tail licks my perspiring face in encouragement as I pull Weeds I love the … Continue reading

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Rip`Tide

On a rip`tide the river’s current meets the tidal flow One pressing in from the sea another pushing back off land Here amid the primal conflict things long forgotten rise up to a surface clear as a shore So too … Continue reading

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From the Open Window

From the open window the delicious scent of vanilla emanating from a window`box china`red geraniums mixed with the white petunias Fragrance not available from some boutique sachet scented candle & certainly not from an Air Wick freshener the reminder of … Continue reading

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At Home

The mind is a wilderness all untamed Where virgin forests still run hill to horizon And a wild glacial stream flows milky white From above tree-line down into valley It is the last frontier of a true romantic Where beauty … Continue reading

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Happiness

How is it we learn the art of happiness? Make peace with our discontent? Call a cease fire with disappointment? Befriend the sad homeless spirit who’s taken residence in our stony cabin? If one learns to sail she must love … Continue reading

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Ellipsis

A rainy night, a rainy morning wind whistling in tree and chime the low roar of a distant Navy jet the dawn outlining tree on ridge . . . What will the day hold of mischief or mercy of words … Continue reading

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The Idea of Things

We are in love with the idea of things soaring as we do to ideologies & ideologs The pornographic images seductively edited are so much more arousing than the hair & sweat the awful disappointments of the erectile dysfunction the … Continue reading

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Down at Madrona Beach

Down at Madrona Beach a tree is white with blossom perfumed with sweet fragrance and abuzz with a massive swarm of bees six good hives at least I’d say! Not being much of an apiculturalist myself Although I have been … Continue reading

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A Clump of Mussels

I pulled a clump of mussels from the sea today All bound up in strips of lively green kelp torn loose no doubt from the deep Sound by the tide It was the gulls on the shore made me see … Continue reading

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Ancient Poet

An ancient poet has left behind a house in which he lived then left Only his words remain in the empty bone all symmetrical He was no primitive this spinner from the sea his sculpture precise as Michelangelo three dimensional … Continue reading

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