not yet sure of its position
everything the child touches, sways
the teacup with the tiniest flowers
lost its handle on the floor
they drank from broken teacups
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Ney Springs
no one needs to prune these trees, arrange these rocks
this is not a park
uncorrected lies the glade
(there is nothing to be done here and there is everything)
*
let the rocks be hot and the water glacier cold
the logs span the rock piles
dead sticks remain in the trees
let the bumblebees swing
back and forth like pendulums
unaffected by my breathing
let the birds be silent or insist
exposed roots hang, curtain-like
side pools reflect the shadows
fallen leaves float flat
let the water striders stop and start
over colorfast stones
on a clear ceiling
let the dark moss soften and envelop
stone wall and hillside
the spiders continue to wire the canyon, the sun
glide on their filaments
let the sulfur spring continue
to overflow its bucket-round concrete pool
let the plywood covering the larger pool
continue to warp and splinter
the concrete steps detach from the hillside
the fine, almost dainty debris
accumulate on the path
the rock, appearing
continue to work its way out of the ground
blue and white stippled, the color of old enameling
this is not a park
uncorrected lies the glade
(there is nothing to be done here and there is everything)
*
let the rocks be hot and the water glacier cold
the logs span the rock piles
dead sticks remain in the trees
let the bumblebees swing
back and forth like pendulums
unaffected by my breathing
let the birds be silent or insist
exposed roots hang, curtain-like
side pools reflect the shadows
fallen leaves float flat
let the water striders stop and start
over colorfast stones
on a clear ceiling
let the dark moss soften and envelop
stone wall and hillside
the spiders continue to wire the canyon, the sun
glide on their filaments
let the sulfur spring continue
to overflow its bucket-round concrete pool
let the plywood covering the larger pool
continue to warp and splinter
the concrete steps detach from the hillside
the fine, almost dainty debris
accumulate on the path
the rock, appearing
continue to work its way out of the ground
blue and white stippled, the color of old enameling
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
impress (1)
carved black marble
the light just so
bronze cherubs in the vaulting
floating between them
the Polish crown
I remember this place
or another exactly like it
another dark tomb
the light just so
bronze cherubs in the vaulting
floating between them
the Polish crown
I remember this place
or another exactly like it
another dark tomb
left-over mysteries (2)
a medieval street and
a funerary chapel
in a cathedral deep in Poland
twice I returned
in wonderment
what deep well
of memory
connects us?
a funerary chapel
in a cathedral deep in Poland
twice I returned
in wonderment
what deep well
of memory
connects us?
Monday, June 15, 2009
imaginary conversation after stopping at convenience stores, the length of California
Studying English?
Yes, I’m going to visit the States
Really? What part?
California
Oh, that won’t do you any good there...
Yes, I’m going to visit the States
Really? What part?
California
Oh, that won’t do you any good there...
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Belinda encaustic notes
memorable colors, textures
filling in the squares of an orderly life
partially or completely, or with overflow
out to the edges of the painting,
honey running down the sides
(a few are filled in half-way
to a rupture
cascades of wax solidifying over
a bottom-heavy canvas)
(some thick and gloppy, slowly clotting)
(others, liquid, faster, shoot out the top like a geyser)
filling in the squares of an orderly life
partially or completely, or with overflow
out to the edges of the painting,
honey running down the sides
(a few are filled in half-way
to a rupture
cascades of wax solidifying over
a bottom-heavy canvas)
(some thick and gloppy, slowly clotting)
(others, liquid, faster, shoot out the top like a geyser)
Saturday, June 13, 2009
at Box Canyon
the dam in massive silence
among the interactive trees
*
happening upon
a statue in the wilderness
begin to pray
to the best in both worlds
among the interactive trees
*
happening upon
a statue in the wilderness
begin to pray
to the best in both worlds
Friday, June 12, 2009
at Eileen's
beautiful the room
the carvings intricate
costly the chandeliers
no matter. Once you sit
down with the others, there you are
eyes pulled outside to the trees,
the hills, hoping for a distant raft of clouds
to hurry on this way, bring wind
the carvings intricate
costly the chandeliers
no matter. Once you sit
down with the others, there you are
eyes pulled outside to the trees,
the hills, hoping for a distant raft of clouds
to hurry on this way, bring wind
at Mary's
take off your shoes—
contact with the same ground
the teacher walks on
listen to no one’s poetry
who will not reveal their toes
contact with the same ground
the teacher walks on
listen to no one’s poetry
who will not reveal their toes
Thursday, June 11, 2009
she's getting old too
purpose-driven life?
not for this cat
asleep upside down among towhees and sparrows
pecking at seeds on the new seeded lawn
not for this cat
asleep upside down among towhees and sparrows
pecking at seeds on the new seeded lawn
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
teamwork
her poor dishonored body
she tries to think, plead, order it into place...
(the brain, in its capsule
aspiring to become commander
of the whole darn rocket)
(the body, with its own will and intelligence
regards the brain as an add-on
latecomer, would-be usurper)
...which finally responds, expands
into the true position
she tries to think, plead, order it into place...
(the brain, in its capsule
aspiring to become commander
of the whole darn rocket)
(the body, with its own will and intelligence
regards the brain as an add-on
latecomer, would-be usurper)
...which finally responds, expands
into the true position
Monday, June 8, 2009
it’s a long way through Nevada
simplify, simplify, says the landscape
mountains in their stony essence
blank valleys
repeat, repeat
driving through an endless
mid-day still life
mountains in their stony essence
blank valleys
repeat, repeat
driving through an endless
mid-day still life
Saturday, June 6, 2009
importance of words
the cat stares, round-eyed
when I look up, she heads towards the door
now that’s just plain English
the dog projects his wish
directly to my hand
that last little piece of meat
won’t you lean it down to me?
it does
when I look up, she heads towards the door
now that’s just plain English
the dog projects his wish
directly to my hand
that last little piece of meat
won’t you lean it down to me?
it does
the black man did it! (another false accusation in the news)
If there’s any crime to be done, I’ll do it
That way it will be easy to tell who’s responsible
That way it will be easy to tell who’s responsible
Friday, June 5, 2009
noisy news (from the neighborhood)
the mockingbird
and the jackhammer
in duet
police helicopter
clattering
in circles over the house
new neighbor
parenting
at the top of her lungs
Amtrak sultry-soft, two tone
reminds me
you can get out of here
and the jackhammer
in duet
police helicopter
clattering
in circles over the house
new neighbor
parenting
at the top of her lungs
Amtrak sultry-soft, two tone
reminds me
you can get out of here
Thursday, June 4, 2009
words about Anne
her paintings are modest, hold back
reveal themselves slowly, over time
as your eyes adjust to their tranquil light
in folds and niches she concealed them:
silks of countries changed forever
bits of wheat fields
laces of streams and, I happen to know,
a mountain, entire
the fabric of her life is woven
into grass and soil
beneath the placid horses
lazing or grazing in the surface sun
and did you notice
the Sandhill cranes just arriving
or have they just left
reveal themselves slowly, over time
as your eyes adjust to their tranquil light
in folds and niches she concealed them:
silks of countries changed forever
bits of wheat fields
laces of streams and, I happen to know,
a mountain, entire
the fabric of her life is woven
into grass and soil
beneath the placid horses
lazing or grazing in the surface sun
and did you notice
the Sandhill cranes just arriving
or have they just left
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
progressing through the age brackets
the controls loosened
sounds began to escape her lips
she learned the strength of her emotions
surprised at her surprise
sounds began to escape her lips
she learned the strength of her emotions
surprised at her surprise
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
wind today
jerking the tethered wires
the orange plastic ribbon caught on the fence
waves like a hand
and beyond, rising and falling
great lungs of the eucalyptus
the orange plastic ribbon caught on the fence
waves like a hand
and beyond, rising and falling
great lungs of the eucalyptus
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Weather reports
forks of lightning, withdrawn
darts of rain
a huge glory over the water
light shining out of a sun-cave
*
clouds with their bottoms intact, firm, dark
stepping stones to the mountain
where they fray with rain
*
grey day
the sun sets in a gold commotion in the west
darts of rain
a huge glory over the water
light shining out of a sun-cave
*
clouds with their bottoms intact, firm, dark
stepping stones to the mountain
where they fray with rain
*
grey day
the sun sets in a gold commotion in the west
Thursday, May 28, 2009
adjustment
she tried for years
to straighten him out
nowadays she contents herself
ironing creases into his jeans
to straighten him out
nowadays she contents herself
ironing creases into his jeans
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
delayed
oh boy
said the old man who had just stubbed his toe on a tree root
this is really going to hurt
said the old man who had just stubbed his toe on a tree root
this is really going to hurt
Sunday, May 24, 2009
90 degree turn
she stands outside the door
pulling on a cigarette
with that left-behind look--
society has moved on
pulling on a cigarette
with that left-behind look--
society has moved on
Saturday, May 23, 2009
news from the other world, visited nightly
what a night
kitten in the water
the wallet, the blood test, the game abandoned in the middle
an avatar of the children—
from those parts of them that lie unused--
and in the morning, like handles
the words
kitten in the water
the wallet, the blood test, the game abandoned in the middle
an avatar of the children—
from those parts of them that lie unused--
and in the morning, like handles
the words
Friday, May 22, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
view from the hotel
swaying towards us
headlights in air
our windows part the stream
hoards of metal
arriving birds
reach for the ground with rubber claws
headlights in air
our windows part the stream
hoards of metal
arriving birds
reach for the ground with rubber claws
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
walking toward the darkness
at 75 she asked herself
while looking at her breasts
aren't you tired of having these?
*
cataract surgery? no thanks
my eyes fading to the details
as they should
*
after the old man died
his wife still gardened for years
"I'll just mess around a little longer
then I'm coming too"
while looking at her breasts
aren't you tired of having these?
*
cataract surgery? no thanks
my eyes fading to the details
as they should
*
after the old man died
his wife still gardened for years
"I'll just mess around a little longer
then I'm coming too"
Monday, May 11, 2009
inner smiles all day because of what a dream whispered
the beloved departed---
sometimes they’re still available to us in our dreams
for long rides down the interstate, for instance
in a bakery truck...
*
tired of her illness
she stepped into the glass-walled garden
plucked a leaf, and ate the healing herb
*
the children chorused
they wanted me to be their teacher, but
a big man sat down beside me
and muscled me out of my dream
sometimes they’re still available to us in our dreams
for long rides down the interstate, for instance
in a bakery truck...
*
tired of her illness
she stepped into the glass-walled garden
plucked a leaf, and ate the healing herb
*
the children chorused
they wanted me to be their teacher, but
a big man sat down beside me
and muscled me out of my dream
Sunday, May 10, 2009
testimony
the hesitant child gained fluency
by not correcting herself
(even the awkward are able to achieve
a level of competence over time)
by not correcting herself
(even the awkward are able to achieve
a level of competence over time)
Saturday, May 9, 2009
after the break
Once the devil goes home
and God withdraws His face into the clouds
and you are left with yourself, alone,
whom do you trust?
Not yourself.
Hug tight the bottle, pills rattling as you walk
and God withdraws His face into the clouds
and you are left with yourself, alone,
whom do you trust?
Not yourself.
Hug tight the bottle, pills rattling as you walk
morning city
A fast morning walk
adds swing to the day
The people are mostly in their houses,
(their cars, their businesses, their schools)
Out here it’s just me and the birds
a few stray gardeners
or old walkers
we greet like friends
adds swing to the day
The people are mostly in their houses,
(their cars, their businesses, their schools)
Out here it’s just me and the birds
a few stray gardeners
or old walkers
we greet like friends
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
rainy
I imagine the rain eating
clattering utensils against the eaves
forking at the slopes above roads
scaping off with a butterknife
a thin film from naked mountain tops
a few more pebbles spooned away
from the mountain's slow life
clattering utensils against the eaves
forking at the slopes above roads
scaping off with a butterknife
a thin film from naked mountain tops
a few more pebbles spooned away
from the mountain's slow life
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
war room--no damage
For birds it is a hands-off world
Whatever they’ve been discussing
with shrieks and cries, ramage
in the roomy juniper at the edge of the parking lot
the world will come to no harm from it
(birds use their hands to fly)
(in the hands-on air)
Whatever they’ve been discussing
with shrieks and cries, ramage
in the roomy juniper at the edge of the parking lot
the world will come to no harm from it
(birds use their hands to fly)
(in the hands-on air)
Monday, February 16, 2009
glimpsed on the way to somewhere important
the quail, jangling its little bell
runs into the manzanita bushes
rolled up like mossy boulders
against the leggy pines
runs into the manzanita bushes
rolled up like mossy boulders
against the leggy pines
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