Monthly Archives: January 2016

On Winter

Winter is overwhelming The long dark cold nights Turning into dark gray days So wet even without rain Each step in thick slush Temperamental thoughts Drone dully in a dull brain As if spelling out the crocus Could make crocus … Continue reading

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On Composting

Mid`winter day of sunshine cold but not freezing The girls in the hen`house squawk the reminder Time to shovel the compost It’s the task only a gardener can really appreciate In a month last year’s shit will have turned rich … Continue reading

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Young Poets

     For Jesse Rose She was lamenting the continuing aging of poet Wendell Berry grieving the triviality of all young poetry The natural poet with a still`life eye masters her metaphors the literary barista of espresso stands Adolescent hedonists lose … Continue reading

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On Naming Things

Naming things is a God`given grace When God created this world he brought creation to the creature so Adam in naming it might share in the creative act so that Eve by calling it might have creative power over it … Continue reading

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In Spite Of

Every living thing lives in spite of something In spite of the turbulence a salmon swims upstream In spite of the environment a flower grows in granite In spite of gale`like winds an eagle carves the sky In spite of … Continue reading

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An Irreverent Prayer

Unplug me O God from internet & keyboard from this maze of cables disappearing into walls never to emerge again from 1000 pass`words I cannot recall though I wrote them down on paper slips long misplaced from Amazon.com the whore … Continue reading

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On Windows

Come let us throw open the windows of our too little hearts where the air has grown stale of itself Candles give us light but suck out life burning our old`word wax`bound wicks that spit out consonants Fresh air heals … Continue reading

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Thistle and Crow

The crow shrieks Across the graying marsh Not the love song of a beloved bird But the railing of a greedy scavenger Intent on warding off the competitor Love gives what life can ill afford While greed guards death Till … Continue reading

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Reading Fiction

The character in my current novel has lost his fictional way spiraling sadly down the vortex drain in gray`water The tired author of my previous novel got lost in his story`line flew off his centrifuge into inner`space an embolism The … Continue reading

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Winter Blossoms

The man in the frosted field stands waist deep under the cowling of a crop`duster a stubby yellow bi`plane with pilot`seat near the tail January remains the month when the farmer puts on his coveralls plays mechanic to refurbish the … Continue reading

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On Punctuation

A poet’s punctuation lies entirely in his words what use a question mark what use an exclamation point what use the plain period when you know his voice by rising falling words His thoughts flowing white`water along rapids uninterrupted by … Continue reading

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Snow Falling

Snow falling in dusty flakes so fine they dance in my open palms only to bounce to the ground Across water they form a fog blocking the views of Island & Sound without any hint of an horizon Up on … Continue reading

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