Sunday, June 30, 2013

In Jackson Square

                                   ... in Jackson Square a piano plays

                                                                                 ... the fan turns ... shadows melt into air

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

One Apple

                                                                 ... out of the mist the serpent's lie
                                               ... the goddess denied
                                                                                                 ... the myth of one apple

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Those Cold Mornings

                      those cold mornings

                      the mornings that broke your will

                      even then 

                      my old man rolled out of bed

                      built the fire

                      and headed for the mines

Poem by guest poet, Cletis Stump :

Friday, June 21, 2013

Butterflies and Pharaohs

                                       ... like Moses in the bulrushes
                                                                                            ... hidden from pharaohs and kings 

                                                 ... butterfly hides her eggs among thistles

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Summers on Highway Sixty One

                         ... black bear on the Cascade River

                                                                       ... rain soft morning in a tent  / blueberries for breakfast

                                            ... summers ... on Highway Sixty One

Photograph by Kevin van der Leek

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Two in the Morning

                                                 ... stoned by the night air ... the boldness of lilacs 
              ... they climb through open windows
                                                                                       ... filling the house with footfalls of summer

The photograph is mine.

Saturday, June 15, 2013

At Sunset

                                      ... at sunset ... moving softly
                ... we follow the path to the river
                                                                           ... lie down among the moss and honeysuckle vines

Photo by Montucky :

Friday, June 14, 2013

Violets in the Meadow

                                                       ... blue sky morning 
                                          ... violets in the meadow

                                                                              ... under the pines a small white feather

The photograph is mine.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

This Unknowable Something

                 ... what is this ... this morning exploding across the sky
                                   ... this animation ... this sense of something ... this unknowable something

Poem by guest poet, Cletis Stump :

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Left Over Light

                               ... evening sun gathers in the trees
                                                              ... fills in the rough edged bark with left overlight

Painting: Vincent van Gogh, " Sunset on Poplars," 1884                                              

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

You Drive

                   ... you drive 

                                               ...  I'll put my head in your lap and my feet out the window

Monday, June 10, 2013

Sheathed in Grey Linen

                                ... sheathed in grey linen / birch trees scratching life from the sky

The photograph is mine.

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Dreams of Winter

                                          ... under the lilac tree

                                                                          ... snowshoe rabbit ... dreams of winter

The photograph is mine.

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Morning Light

                                               ... cafe on the corner / morning light falling in

Photograph by Murray Mitchell

Friday, June 7, 2013


                             ... my love ... when I am gone

                                                                              ... will you still pick raspberries by the river

Poem by guest poet, Cletis Stump :


Thursday, June 6, 2013

Corn Crib Summer

                                               ... corn crib summer

                                                                   floorboards lit by ribbons of sunlight

                                     dried husks under foot
                                                                           I climbed slatted walls

                                                                                                               ... lay beneath the eaves

Photograph courtesy of Barbara :

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Ghosts of Our Ancestors

                   ... on rafts of sunlight 

                                              ... floating down the river of dreams

                                                                                     ... ghosts of our ancestors ... returning to the sea

Photograph by Hai Trinh Xuan

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Ancient Art on Canyon Walls

                            ... winter sun / ancient art on canyon walls ... bird tracks in blue snow

The photograph is mine.

Monday, June 3, 2013

Moon Rising

                                               ... peering over ancient saguaros
                        ... moon rising on the Apache Trail 

                                                                                           ... splintering stone edged darkness     


Saturday, June 1, 2013


                        ... childhood nights / passing car lights

                                                   ... shadow leaves dancing across the ceiling and along the floor

Poem by guest poet, Cletis Stump :

Non Je Ne Regrette Rien

                                    high backed chairs on a smooth stone floor

                                    simple wooden table with turned legs / fading yellow paint

                                    beyond the porch / shining in the evening light
                                    budding green against canyon walls 


                                    the little sparrow singing 'non je ne regrette rien'

                                    laundry ... lifting and falling // lifting and falling

The photograph is mine.