Friday, January 29, 2010


hawkwatch in the Klamath Basin

Bewick's Wren

every poem a naming
the essence of language

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Birds 01_28_10

a flock of Evening Grosbeaks overhead late this morning
later Chloe and i head down to the lake for a walk
Fox Sparrow chack-call
Anna's Hummingbird display
Northern Harrier and White-tailed Kite tangle
wind on the way back
two Red-tails blown about
Oak Titmice in the roses
Acorn Woodpeckers across the road

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Corvid Cheer

(with apologies to blv)

Ravens and Crows
they're so smart
Ravens and Crows
they're so smart
Ravens and Crows

they use tools,
Ravens and Crows!

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

In honor of William Stafford

William Stafford( Jan.17,1914-Aug.28,1993)
Oregon poet, teacher, pacifist and mentor to many
lucky to have taken a class from him long ago


It could happen any time, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.

It could , you know. That's why we wake
and look out- no guarantees
in this life.

But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.

from Passwords (1991)

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Friday, January 8, 2010

january's blue light

yesterday at the edge of the grey cloud mass
above the overcut western ridges
the blue line light of winter

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

random winter collage 4

note to a friend

the constant fingering
of scars
thick and erratic

some wounds never heal

follow the path to a tree
watch the brown creeper
spiral up
probing the cracks and crevices
feeding, feeding

in the spring
behind the loose bark
in the wounds of the tree
flaking away
a cup of moss and twigs

and it goes on

Friday, January 1, 2010

First bird of the new year

quiet all morning but
for the dripping trees and the sound of traffic
on the road

calling for their sisters and
brothers,uncles and aunts,mothers and fathers
my neighbors foraging in the wood
mountain chickadees

Happy New Year!

It is the readiness of the mind that is wisdom.
-Shunryu Suzuki