Sunday, March 30, 2014

Going Deeper

                                     ... slipping under water / no sight / no sound

             ... with her last breath she went deeper

                                                            ... surfaced into sunlight

                                                                                                        ... walked on solid ground

Image: Jarek Kubicki

Saturday, March 29, 2014

Somewhere Outside Russellville

                        ... empty windows / empty doorway

                                                                                          ... grey boards // broken

                                ... along the stone foundation

                                                                              ... daffodils in snow

Friday, March 28, 2014

Among the Ruins


 ... only a small fire remains / warmth against a desert night

                  ... I sleep among the ruins 
                                                          ... one crow watching

The photograph, taken at Chaco Canyon, New Mexico, is mine.

Thursday, March 27, 2014

High Mountain Wildflowers

                      ... in her sweet dark voice he hears it

                                                                        ... the sweeping familiarity of his own undoing

             ... honey from high mountain wildflowers

                                                                  ... moonlight on her tongue 

Photograph by Antonio Curnetta

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Smooth Stones

                    ... afterwards I lay in the river / fingers on smooth stones

                                                         ... watching from the bank / your eyes wondered if I'd stay

                                  ... I couldn't ... I'm sorry

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

In Dark Silence

                                           ... one a.m. / unable to sleep

                                                                           I clear a path to the bird feeder 

                            in dark silence 

                                                         Orion above the river

Painting by Josh Elliott

Monday, March 24, 2014

The Fallen Fence

                                                        along the fallen fence 

                                                                               half moon adrift ...

                                                                 bones of the owl

Sunday, March 23, 2014


         ... outside the ruins of abiquiu / I kneel beside bones bleached by the sun
                        ... in my arms / ribs stacked like firewood / handles for pots / a pelvis for my garden 

                                                      ... in the distance / pedernal


Painting by Georgia O'Keeffe

Saturday, March 22, 2014

A Low Stone Wall

                             ... the only thing remaining / a low stone wall 

                                                        ... we climb on it / lie in the sun ... dream our lives into being                                                 
                                    ... light permeating our bones

Painting by George Inness (1825 - 1894)

Friday, March 21, 2014

Dark Root of Winter

                                ... in the dark root of winter 

                                                                                     ... a stand of maples / slatted moonlight

                                                  ... a snow owl slips through 

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Along the River

                                          ... beneath a strange tenderness / a rabbit stilled

                    ... lynx in blue snow

                                                                                 ... along the river / ghosts of forget me nots


Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Vincent In Another Life

                                                    ... in late September / he walks from the field

                          ... stands by the side of the road

                                                                       ... straw hat / red beard ... scythe over his shoulder

               ... in my rear view mirror

                                     ... a woman in a blue house dress brushes her hair from her face


See my post on these van Gogh tilt shift images here:

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

In Montana

                ... at a truck stop in montana / in sweetsad certainty

                                                                                            ... I watch your bus pull away

                           ... your self defined prison / too small

                                                                           ... we travel with different needs

Monday, March 17, 2014

Washing Carrots

                                        ... standing at the kitchen sink / one of my guides says to me

                ... stay in your life / we're here

                                                                                         ... your better self / your higher self ... and me
                                ... we laugh ... I keep washing the carrots

Photograph by Stephen Leopold

Sunday, March 16, 2014

The Open Door

                                                       ... you raked my bones with clever words

                           ... brought bitter sips of tainted wine

                                                               ... left me longing / for the open door I could not see

Saturday, March 15, 2014

Asian Beetle

                                                     ... the asian beetle

            ... who once clung to kitchen curtains

                                                                           ... throws herself recklessly at the light

Photograph by Tomohide Ikeya

Friday, March 14, 2014

Letters Unsent

                                           ... laden with letters unsent / the pony waits

             ... I set out the crystal cruet / stoke the fire

                                                       ... the player piano begins again ... way station lament

Thursday, March 13, 2014


                                               ... on a table ... little tiles / a mosaic his mother made 

                          ... her yard sale life / a dream 

                                                                           ... violets in the meadow / ashes under snow

The photograph is mine.

Monday, March 10, 2014

Between Constellations

                                       ... between the constellations of certainty and of uncertainty

                                                              ... I float
                                                                               ... one eye on eternity

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Blue Eons

                ... blue eons of sky / trees rooted in stone

                                                           ... we are all so young / infant soil awaiting its first turning

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Native Trilogy: Cradle My Body

                                              ... when I go ... cradle my body in buffalo hide eight feet high

                      ... let crows find their way to my heart 

Indigo Eyes

                                       ... sitting cross legged in the grass / the girl with indigo eyes

                                                         ... only the owl knows her name

The Tall Boys

                                           ... the tall boys are in the pines / one is crouching down

                             ... he's trying to tell me something

                                                                        he wants me to listen to what I already know

Friday, March 7, 2014

Halfway Between

                                           ... at a motel off interstate eighty

                           ... I walk in fresh snow to the chinese restaurant / sit in silence

                                                                       ... halfway between my two lives

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Trudging Home

                  ... through daylight's dark branches

                                                                      ... the moon / burdened with night / trudges home

Painting by Jeanie Tomanek