poets keep on knowing.
A Note Life is the only way to get covered in leaves, catch your breath on the sand, rise on wings; to be a dog, or stroke its warm fur; to tell pain from everything it’s …
poets watch the clouds.
Seeing More – Discoveries? i watch the clouds drifting slowly by the trees trembling so slightly bending, leaning, straightening i watch the sun dry the deck, little by little warming the wood where my dog sleeps at my feet …
Poets teach us to let go.
Letting You Go I loved you once. on those endless summer days in the pool, barefoot walks on hot asphalt to the corner store cigarettes for you, grape Mr. Freeze for me. eating your special Sunday scrambled eggs with ketchup planting backyard rows of majestic purple irises and early morning …
poets tell the truth
yes yes yes after a violent rain, bloody battle on the roof mud-inked, wind-broken roots chunked and catastrophic the velocity of the river a cause for posted signs and nervous dogs yes yes o blisters on shoulders from too much sun, mouth woolly, limbs limp as old dandelions yes to …
poetry wednesday : it might have been otherwise
I flew home from San Diego on Sunday after two amazing engagements there–a speech to the California Association for the Education of Young Children and a workshop that Jane LaFazio and I created, combining writing and art-making about grief. Full, intense, wonderfully tiring days. Then up early in pouring rain …
poetry wednesday : before the weather changes.
Snow Once with my scarf knotted over my mouth I lumbered into a storm of snow up the long hill and did not know where I was going except to the top of it. In those days we went out like that. Even children went out like that. Someone was …
poetry wednesday :: Listen, are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?
Have You Ever Tried to Enter the Long Black Branches? Have you ever tried to enter the long black branches of other lives —tried to imagine what the crisp fringes, full of honey, hanging from the branches of the young locust trees, in early morning, feel like? Do you …
