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The perfect gemof a sunny summer’s day– bright outside–warm exposed,but witha little breeze afootto gently kiss my toes. . . shade intermit out there,under treesready there,if I should choose itfor me, or,further, if further respite I require,to cool my thorny … Continue reading →

The field of archaeologystudies rubbishleft by the likes of you and me, the sumof what remainsto show someunknown, distant future diggers clues of who and what we were,when perhaps all more central traces of usare long gone. . . When … Continue reading →

The clocksays sleepno miles to go,but thoughts to drop. . . and perhaps a bitenvisioningand numbering to doof some unsuspecting sheep. Let heart and brain and gutslow down,eyes soothed and shut, And angels keep me till I riseand open up … Continue reading →

November. . . Since the last one,the world has arced another roundabout the sun, and another couple hundred twists aroundits imaginary tilted center stick has done, to take us to a time of greater graywhere the shade of tree and … Continue reading →

A little tortoise,full of lifeseemed somehowto have lost its wayand appeared along our walking way. A determined headA lagging pointed tailand legs that wiggleif you pick it upand hold it in the air,as if a ‘swimming in some water,extended out … Continue reading →

Between the Universe, my love, and me– we three– we can take care of me. The thought, invention,problem solving,deepest knowing,and affectionalign,in space and time–not alwaysby convention. . . Sometimes, head on,sometimes revolving,indirect, like a spit-or screw- or curveball, at times … Continue reading →

The wonder of summer. . . Do I hear cricketsin the mix? The muted freeway roaris surely there. . . the buzzing ofparticularly buzzymotor vehicles in the distance. The late evening sky,which I spythrough window blinds and panesfaded about as … Continue reading →

Now,the night comes laterand the sun ducks later out. Definitely,this feels better. And yet,I want even moretimenot darker,and timelighter. . . perhaps it’s greed. . .perhaps it’s need. . . in any case,I hope,of the likelihoodI will notice enoughto let … Continue reading →