Wednesday, January 13, 2010
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
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
below
dee...ddee...dedede
calling for their sisters and
brothers,uncles and aunts,mothers and fathers
my neighbors foraging in the wood
mountain chickadees
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
