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Perspective

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on February 3, 2013| 2 Comments »

The biggest hope
I dared to hope,
I drew a circle
round it
and then
stepped
beyond the ring,
and saw myself
a small point
of infinity
how miniature
my greatest
hopes,
how slight
what I
call me.

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It Seems So Much Harder Now

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on April 16, 2012| 3 Comments »

Dad takes out the microscope
from a dusty old suitcase
and sets it up on the kitchen table.

Once again I’m six years old
and we are living near the lake
where he takes me out with a net and a vial

to collect the water together.
He shows me how to make a slide,
how to focus the lens, how to steady

my eye and how to be patient
and wait for the tiny world
to reveal itself.

My son and daughter are with us
today, and he takes them out
to the waterway with the net

and the vial and all their curiosity.
I’d forgotten how miraculous it feels
to look into a droplet and find

a universe with slender strands
and tiny spiraled globs of green
and all the unseen critters seen,

their eyeless, mouthless,
heartless forms nudging
at the algal threads or speeding

across and off the slide.
How big the world seems then,
and how very, very small—

how hard it is to know
where we fit into it all—
this world with its car bombs

and militant groups, adventure
movies and evening news,
Jupiter high in the springtime sky

and under the microscope,
single-celled things zooming
and worming and meandering.

Who could make sense of it?
How simple to be one of these
small creatures I can’t name,

how simple it was to be that girl,
six years old, beside her father
on the microscope bench

dropping beads of water
onto the slides, kneeling on her chair,
mesmerized.

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five haiku

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , on January 29, 2012| 5 Comments »


I could never say
what love is but often
I say I love you

*

you’re shy? it’s okay—
I can drip love from these words
instead of flooding

*

who says there is
only one sun? let’s think
vaster than that

*

falling through
the spaces between stars
a temple of emptiness

*

a velvet cage
is still a cage she said
scissors in hand

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Taking Out the Trash Tanka

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on December 6, 2011| 2 Comments »

my daughter
and I, two small points
beneath a sky
of infinite small
bright points

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go ahead tanka

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on November 21, 2011| 1 Comment »

draw a line
in the sand
with your toe—
just see if the ocean
cares.

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