Posted in Uncategorized, tagged accident, consequences, finality, mindlessness, poem, possibility on February 10, 2012| 3 Comments »
By accident she snipped
the amaryllis stalk
still crowned with buds
red and unopened—it happens,
it happens like this,
these moments in which
we do what we never
believe we would do—
what were we thinking?
scissors in one hand,
and all that is no more possible
in the other.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged accident, birdsong, geese, haiku, knitting, night, poems, searching, silence, stars, thoughts on January 24, 2012| 2 Comments »
those wild geese
edging the clouds, my thoughts fly
beyond their wings
*
just one more row
I think, and knit one more and think
just one more row
*
the night pressed
its darkness into me, what
could I do but open
*
these ears
go on a long walk looking
for bird song
*
while no one’s watching
I trade all my molecules
with the night
*
did someone sow
all those stars, or did someone
trip and spill the bag
*
walking at two below
both questions and answers
come out as clouds