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Alteration

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on August 22, 2025| 8 Comments »


 
 
Though you’ve tried
to fit into
a thousand
small boxes,
perhaps comes
the day when
you’re opened
by grief or by
love, and your
thoughts unstitch
from what you knew,
and your mind
begins to rhyme
with sky, becomes
spacious enough
whole flocks
of bluebirds
can fly right
through, and
for a time you
stop trying
to make sense
of things, you
simply yield
to being
a home for
the ecstasy
of wings.

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One End of the Year

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on December 29, 2024| 1 Comment »

these solid thoughts—
the river flows
right through them

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One Cleaning the Closet of the Mind

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on January 8, 2023| 6 Comments »


 
 
how threadbare these thoughts
I’ve chosen to wear every day—
replacing them with nothing

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Things that Turn

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on September 8, 2022| 6 Comments »

A new leaf,
a blind eye,
a disco ball,
the corner,
a key,
a page,
the hands of a clock,
the other cheek,
the milk,
a wrench,
a phrase,
the tables,
a turbine,
a deaf ear,
a trick,
your back,
the tide,
a screw,
heads, of course,
the earth itself,
and ever my thoughts
toward you.

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One Illumination

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on August 10, 2021| Leave a Comment »


 
 
night so dark
even my thoughts dim—
then (oh!) fireflies!

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One Memoir

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on February 18, 2021| Leave a Comment »

 
 
these beautiful thoughts
old pages turned yellow
every word still true

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Could I Say It and Really Mean It?

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , on December 4, 2020| 4 Comments »

A pomegranate, tennis racket,

wide open lily—basically anything

can act as a Trojan horse to get

those old ideas close to me,

and dang, I’m confronted again

with all the ways I’ve let down

the world and all the ways

I could have, I should have

done better. How many times

have I tried to escape these thoughts?

I’ve run mountain races and

written thousands of pages

and wept a spring flood and

confessed and bled and still

they find a way back to me.

Sometimes they come knives drawn,

but more often they come

wearing fluffy robes and slippers,

making themselves at home.

I cornered one today, looked it

right in the eye. What? I said.

What do I have to do?

It shook its head and said,

All I ever wanted

was for you to say thank you.

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Progress

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on August 25, 2020| 4 Comments »

Perhaps I am more like the earthworm

  than I thought—

    one part of me anchored in place

      while the rest of me moves forward.

    Every time I go, I also stay.

  Every time I reach ahead, part of me holds on.

Over and over, I pull myself along.

  What looks like progress is slow.

    No path except the one I make

      by letting the world move through me.

    In order to proceed, I make of myself a wave.

  In order to proceed, I must let go.

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First Night in Mexico

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on February 18, 2020| Leave a Comment »

 

for Colette

 

 

Beside my bed, she left

a beautiful beaded hummingbird

and a story about how the Mayans

believe that these birds will transport

all of our good wishes and desires

to another. Tonight, there is no one

I wouldn’t send this bird to—

not just to my loved ones,

but to my unloved ones, the ones

I would rather forget, the ones

I would rather ignore. Oh little bird,

with your bright body and shining wings,

let’s get to work. Let’s send out

extraordinary beauty tonight,

extraordinary love.

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One Persistence

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on July 30, 2019| 2 Comments »

 

 

 

in my thoughts

a tap-rooted weed

sometimes I notice

its beautiful pink blooms

before I pull it again

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