Monday, January 16, 2017

Ancient Statues

what fun it used to be to travel
I could walk for miles soak up
another city's shape and flavor
flounder in an unfamiliar tongue
every awkward choice adventure

why go to Rome again what do
I haven't done before absorbed
when I was thirstier feeling up
ancient statues in the Capitoline
Museum out of sight of guards

declining as the world declines
I now would rather be at home
and do the regular things I do
exercise see friends just live
as myself in my own language

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Go Deep

edges meet at corners and stop
you turn away unable to decide
whether to go somewhere else
or back what other possibilities
may offer themselves for taking

how were you not on the broad
flat plain but out at the extreme
embracing perverse distinction
to your own confused distress
when the other is much easier

the world is not cubic after all
swimming in one wide shallow
surface you can easily explore
or holding your breath go deep
amid dimmer profounder forms

Friday, January 13, 2017

No More

what was said is all that will be said
at some point there is no more coming
the provisional answer will stand pat
no one will reach the hoped-for end

so the story is one of inevitable failure
what you expected is not in the cards
the world is doing what all worlds do
each consciousness lost in the general

Thursday, January 12, 2017

Each Breath

touching the mountain with a feather
tasting the moment of each breath
resting in holding creating each other
then the bell rings and the time is up

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

More Attention

three days of cold ahead
I don't mind I like winter
warm in my smartwool
snug insulated dwelling
inconvenience a bump
in the otherwise smooth
progression of my days
awakens more attention

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Never There

can I think
except in words
except by talking to myself
like the rain softly murmuring
no voice but my own

more than words
I see in movies
curiously real as dreams
until they slowly dissolve
never there at all

Monday, January 09, 2017

Good Advice

sometimes out loud my own voice
makes humorous remarks regarding
a number set ot random eventuality
I notice as I am performing my life

good advice or tricks of symmetry
too trivial to mention to any other
amuse me as much as ever so I am
pleased to mention them to myself

I keep it quiet if others are nearby
knowing they might consider it odd
tho everyone does it on the q.t. it's
not the kind of thing we talk about

Sunday, January 08, 2017


snow quiets
farm sleeps
animals eat
children go

wind blows
light shines
slush melts
music plays

Saturday, January 07, 2017

Another Move

the details don't matter they are
whatever they happen to be you
were here or there with this or
that person having appropriate
ideas to your place and time it
might have all been different if
anybody made another move it
does matter how happy or sad
you are with the one you love
the rest could just as well be
anything you care to make up

Friday, January 06, 2017

Cold Children

setting sun gilding snow
offers an ecstasy of light
cold children voices echo

one man to three women
balance demands robust
rededication to the good