... as leaves push against the screen door
... my Lakota grandmother appears
... it's yours now she says
... hands me the world in a turtle shell
My reading of this poem on public radio:
https://beta.prx.org/stories/163557
Saturday, September 27, 2014
The World In a Turtle Shell
... as leaves push against the screen door
... my Lakota grandmother appears
... it's yours now she says
... hands me the world in a turtle shell
My reading of this poem on public radio:
https://beta.prx.org/stories/163557
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Floating Above Eight Strings
String Theory:
... two a.m. / playing that song on the mandolin (even the word a cliche)
... floating above eight strings ... begging for solid ground
Painting by Alexander Volkov
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Sounds I'd Miss
... sounds the world could do without but I'd miss them:
... kitchen radio playing low
... a phone ringing at the end of a hall
... tires in the driveway
Monday, September 15, 2014
Van Gogh Eyes
... december nineteen hundred and ninety six
... he sits on the kitchen counter
... van gogh eyes / beard the color of autumn
... pours me another glass of rosanne cash
Friday, September 12, 2014
Sifting Through the Ruins
... sifting through the ruins / mapping sunlight through the trees
The photograph is mine.
Saturday, September 6, 2014
On the Top Step
... our last day in the red canoe
Friday, September 5, 2014
White Sheer Curtains
... the honeyed light of summer's end
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Autumn Arrives
... with a flask of whiskey autumn arrives
... suitcase full of damp leaves / late falling apples
... Great Aunt Stella ... drunk on sunlight
The photograph is mine.
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Afternoon Nap
... September in the mountains / the shadow of butterfly wings
Photograph by Jeff Barron
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Carved From Stone
... when weapons were carved from stone ... every death tinged with obsidian
The photograph is mine.
Thursday, August 28, 2014
The Balcony
... on a late night balcony ... you trace the great bear above us
... and I the small spiderweb tattooed on your back ... my unchanging constellations
Painting by Joan Miro, "Constellation: Before the Rainbow"
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Riverplace
... riverplace / by the window
... you with an amber ale / me with my constant fear
... will you swallow me whole
... or in bits and pieces ....... til I disappear
Friday, August 22, 2014
Saturday, August 16, 2014
Snowfield
... snowfield in the high uintas
... where blue meets white / cold words
... we cross the great divide in silence
Monday, August 11, 2014
Over the Next Rise
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the days long / our attention spans short
we walked in the woods my sister and I
searching for the perfect place to build a fort
a little further down the path ...
in that grove of sunlit trees
just over the next rise
Painting, "Path Through Woods,"" by Dorothy Kunemunde: http://kunemund-paintings.com/
Sunday, August 10, 2014
Washtub Summers
... filled with water from the well metal washtubs on green grass
... we screamed because we could
... hand me down bathing suits billowing with summer
Friday, August 8, 2014
Rumble Strips
... windows open to the night / tree frogs calling for mates
... I drift in and out of sleep
... out on the highway a truck crosses over the rumble strips
Thursday, August 7, 2014
A Pitcher of Rainwater
... at the end of the path a crescent moon
... a pitcher of rainwater
... blue stars in a tin pan
Image by Alphonse Mucha (1860 - 1939)
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Winter Dream #8
... blackberry brambles
... a lock of hair on barbed wire
... in the snow along the fence line my footprints disappear
My reading of this poem on public radio KAXE:
https://beta.prx.org/stories/143613
Painting, "Through the Snow," by Dan Schultz
Saturday, July 26, 2014
Brown Buick
... at the lake / summer of fifty nine
... mother snapping beans with Aunt Lorna
... lying in the sand next to her brown Buick / the perfect arrowhead
........ my sister saw it first
Wednesday, July 23, 2014
At Prout's Neck
... standing on rocks at Prout's Neck
... we watch the long horizon
.............. the shape our lives are meant to take
Watercolor by Winslow Homer
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Wild Geese
... wild geese circle the field gathering stragglers
... the old man stands at the mailbox / wondering where everyone went
Monday, July 21, 2014
Running
... running from my bare cupboard life I drive through the wide Nebraska night
pull off the highway to cry ...
on the radio ... Mr. Bojangles in worn out shoes
Photograph by Paul Vlachos
Friday, July 18, 2014
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Cupboard Door
... midnight on the kitchen floor
... back against the cupboard door
... the price I pay for every new beginning
Monday, July 14, 2014
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Winter Dream #6
... sitting in an easy chair / reading a poem to me
... William Stafford aglow in lamplight
... don't worry he says 'the land will hold you up'
My reading of this poem on public radio:
https://beta.prx.org/stories/141540
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Sweet William
... stretching ... swaying ... on long green legs sweet william by the river
The photograph is mine.
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Through the Trees
Photograph by Leslie Mitchell
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
The Dog Wakes Me
the dog wakes me at one thirty
ostensibly to take a pee
knowing him he just wants to show me the moon
.................. and all those stars
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