| One
kerplunk
via
pebble into
horse
tail
creek,
(((creates another
ringed
continuous)))
lies
flat then,
an imperfect circle of
cut
black cloth a last
pool
till
late
fall returns--
you
can feel
a coolness
settle
in
each willow
loses
green
gains
yellow
recedes
let's
go
as i must
seek
to do
this season,
this
evening
in
the long
shadowed
grass & pen they're
wavering
on the page
now
as one
spear
September
29, 2001
Walker Creek, California
*
Time
has been freaked
in the collar
kept up by monitor ripple
and blood pressure thimble
barely light can track
it's swing, the heart
in all time carves
through
yonder swale, laps at
tonalities in mind--
breaks in breath,
dissolve of
the crystalline shield
October
2
Hudson Valley, New York
"...groaning
helps transitions..."
"UP"
is
a
poem dad says I wrote...
so
i do
with
a great blue
October
Heron on
the
Hudson,
we
writing together
with
the river
in
hand, cut right
through thought &
the
tough
tangerine
tongue
of
the sun's
corrugated
reflection
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