Sunday, April 26, 2015

In the Rice Fields


                                      ... in the rice fields I still hear you singing your mother's songs 

           ... bicycle spokes turning at dusk

                                                 ... behind my house the forsythia blooms







Photograph by Cindy Fan

Friday, April 24, 2015

Life's Little Mysteries

                 
                                            ... in an abandoned one room schoolhouse

                         ... an accordion

                                                      ... still in its case, shiny new







Photograph by Zebarnabe

Monday, April 20, 2015

Back to Back


                            ... I wanna be sitting back to back with you in our room

                                                                                 ... pounding away on our old Royal typewriters

                  til 4:00 a.m. / classes starting at 8:00









Photograph by William Gedney

Friday, April 17, 2015

Birdhouse Repair


                                           in the midst of birdhouse repair

                                           the little stone cottage


                                           falls


                                           apart


                                           in


                                           my


                                           hands









The photograph is mine.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

The Stream


                                      ... on the way to red willow pond
                                                                                                   ... in a stand of sunlit trees

                  ... I kneel / drink from a cold clear stream
   
                                                                    ..... there are days that never leave us







Photograph by Montucky:  montucky.wordpress.com

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Every Pine Needle


                             ... every pine needle dripping with fog /// red chimney horizon






Thursday, April 2, 2015

The Unknown


                          ... from my small window I watch ... mother and dad arguing in the headlights

          ... every breath ... a rise and fall into the unknown







Image: Nicolas Bouvier