Posted in Uncategorized, tagged chance, haiku, in love with life, luck, poem, tanka on February 20, 2013| 6 Comments »
my whole life
preparing me for this moment—
10:19 p.m.
*
rolling down my window
to ask directions, hearing
a chorus of birds
*
new snow on the grass
this, too, the scent
of exploded stars
*
please, I said
to the sun, don’t go
some part of me
reveling in asking
the impossible
*
my whole life
preparing me for this moment—
10:20 p.m.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged consequence, lilac, luck, poem, poetry, present moment on May 13, 2012| 2 Comments »
When I think
of all that had to happen
to constellate this moment
in which I stand
beside the road
with my whole face
buried in the lilac bush
I almost weep
overcome by the pure
purple sweet of it all,
how perfect, how
unlikely it all is—
from the star exploding
to the first simple creature
pulling itself out of the sea
to the seed being planted
before my parents met
to the woman who is me
finding her way
to the shoulder of highway 145
where the sun has just set
and the bushes are heavy
with good perfume
and the air is still warm
and the stars are just
beginning to show
their old light.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, kiss, love, luck, mountains, opening, poem on February 3, 2012| 1 Comment »
Every part of me
burning and still, go figure,
I feel lucky.
Lost and scared, still
the only thing that makes sense:
fall deeper in love.
Light spills all over
the mountains—oh morning, please
kiss me like that.