Saturday, April 30, 2016

Thursday, April 28, 2016

aftermath


run the numbers

temblor

dusk

quake

seismic

skin

aftershocks

in my blood

her

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

imagine this, or that

While driving today, I listened to "Imagine" on the John Lennon "Wonsaponatime" LP. It's a secular hymn, an ode. When I was young, I thought the lyrics were simplistic, almost trivial. Now that I am oldish, I seem to embrace the lyrics ever more. It's haunting. A lament. I wanted to pull over and weep. Why? for me? Or the planet. But I didn't. My eyes welled up, but I lumbered onward into the brilliant and lustrous day.

Yesterday, I noticed on a sidewalk the graffito "FAS." Was the writer so hurried that he or she could not complete "FAST"? Or tragically halted? Graffitus interruptus. Or was it the tag of Flemington Angus Smithson, WASP scion?

Imagine that.


Monday, April 18, 2016

Saturday, April 16, 2016

spring haiku 8



blanching tidal waves

named noonward April sunlight

blanket early green


 

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

one sentence


Bearing grief and hope, he silently placed fragrant flowers upon the earth scorched no more, at least to the naked eye, Hiroshimaed by memory and loss.

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

living color



Shards of robin's eggshell on the sidewalk brick. That robin's egg blue, so called: a teal of bright sky with speckles sleeping. No remains of the egg. An incomplete mosaic. Shrapnel of life, as well as death. On Plum Street. By Solar. Remnants of rain. Beads on windshield. Hint of the hint of sun behind dusky cumulus. The suggestion of buds on branches. This day.



Monday, April 11, 2016

Thursday, April 07, 2016

Tuesday, April 05, 2016

Monday, April 04, 2016

Words, and Then Some

Too many fled Spillways mouths Oceans swill May flies Swamped Too many words Enough   Said it all Spoke too much Tongue tied Talons claws sy...