for Margaret Ann

what we become at a moment

soon

cold and clear

all dogs wayward

all nights starry

breakers pound the beach

who listens

january 9

weak winter sun

warm for january

outside

brown creepers three

work the trees

the door

open

death penalty

at the edge of the field

as the dew dries

and the moon sets

the workers sharpen their knives

in silence

appointment

at the end

a rearrangement

a finding

pursued by large animals in a dream

what the rest is

rainy days

the breath of the world

circular

the breath

of the word

glass

full of glass

my lungs bleed

and my heart

7000 pieces

high water

riding the world of endless war

rowing

ravens rise

two above the median

of our addiction

31 Dec 2010

another year of slips and

slides

nothing so black and white

only the dog

and the sky

a thin shell of blue