(2008)
In the universe Of winking stars is there one Who also wonders?
odd to think of the world without… a frozen corpse in the revolving e… molten lava below cold stars above journeying through the long, wide… unknowing
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead
Snowflakes or fireflies Beneath an oval moon Do I wake or dream?
Empty moorings and Quiet lighthouse watch the bay Crawl back to the sea
The taste of winter ice Dug in August from the sawdust Of Conley’s ice house The slap of the screen door On Grammy’s porch
seek the council of wild things in… leaves that turn their silver side… before the rain slender reeds that accept and bend they will sew your words abroad
looking at the world through drops of counterfeit lace on the window pane
which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…
crumbling mortar and stone among the trees it stands alone morning glories creep upon the flo… the stair has fallen through the d… the music of summer is in the air
come sit beneath my branches and read to me from dead poets for I am old all texture and symmetry a conspiracy of cocoons
(Based on the fact that 95% of household dust is our own skin cel… flakes of me circling in the sunli… bits of you lying on the bureau gather them in a beaker
white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
