left of black
right of white -
the wind at sunrise
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
after the engine left
fire took the house. saved:
a shoebox of pictures; half
a cord of firewood
news from a small town 13, March 2010
a shoebox of pictures; half
a cord of firewood
news from a small town 13, March 2010
Saturday, March 5, 2011
feeding the . . .
cracked corn sunflower millet millet wet fawn foot print sunflower millet cracked corn millet seed.
news from a small town 12, March, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
in other news
the police blotto didn't include whatever it was.
no matter, in the run of things
its not really my business
anyhoo.
news from a small town 11, March 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
on the streets
Aeolius agitated on the streets
the ambulance flowed off
like a hearse escorted by
the usual public safety suspects
on the corner, ratted braids
and woe, untied boots
a big black eye: speechless
and midnight thunder in the air
yes – I know “are you all right”
is a stupid question. no, there is
notadamnthing that will help
the ambulance flowed off
like a hearse escorted by
the usual public safety suspects
on the corner, ratted braids
and woe, untied boots
a big black eye: speechless
and midnight thunder in the air
yes – I know “are you all right”
is a stupid question. no, there is
notadamnthing that will help
just leavemealone (you didn’t say that)
hour after hour the opportunities
knock on the door of perception
it is an effort to turn that way, not
this, and open to what comes
the only right thing there is, over
and over again… or option two:
to hide the rage and fear, and
suck integrity down the drain
news from a small town March 11, 2010
hour after hour the opportunities
knock on the door of perception
it is an effort to turn that way, not
this, and open to what comes
the only right thing there is, over
and over again… or option two:
to hide the rage and fear, and
suck integrity down the drain
news from a small town March 11, 2010
coming
fool the eye, and all else -
this is the season
of trompe l' oeil, that
sneaky time that looks like
new beginnings - but
watch out for ice underfoot!
and all the while rain soaks
and soaks everything,
despite this place owning
such a dry reputation.
let's pretend - put on
sunglasses, sunscreen,
a heavy coat, a bikini,
and waterproof boots.
we'll call it spring
no later than july.
news from a small town 10, March 2011
this is the season
of trompe l' oeil, that
sneaky time that looks like
new beginnings - but
watch out for ice underfoot!
and all the while rain soaks
and soaks everything,
despite this place owning
such a dry reputation.
let's pretend - put on
sunglasses, sunscreen,
a heavy coat, a bikini,
and waterproof boots.
we'll call it spring
no later than july.
news from a small town 10, March 2011
bring blankets
bring blankets.
tonight the wind beats the house in a pillow fight
first from the north, then from the east. fingers of
chilly that shouldn’t be able - reach under the door.
outside, the wind chimes do their thing, inside
the fire flickers wildly, even though it's just
tamed propane, and you just can't get a breeze
to go from there to here. one more time, then -
get up and bar the door. throw the rug over there,
over here. for tonight, all insolation is blocked
by the whole weight of the earth: we’re in
for a long, dark one tonight, and no mistake.
bring blankets.
news from a small town 9, March 2011
tonight the wind beats the house in a pillow fight
first from the north, then from the east. fingers of
chilly that shouldn’t be able - reach under the door.
outside, the wind chimes do their thing, inside
the fire flickers wildly, even though it's just
tamed propane, and you just can't get a breeze
to go from there to here. one more time, then -
get up and bar the door. throw the rug over there,
over here. for tonight, all insolation is blocked
by the whole weight of the earth: we’re in
for a long, dark one tonight, and no mistake.
bring blankets.
news from a small town 9, March 2011
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)