Saturday, June 25, 2016

Future Past

who are our guardians
if not ourselves or each
other better able to see
if not know better who
each one chooses to be

this is what we needed
to say what we meant
excavate wisdom from
experience moving on
invent our future past

Friday, June 24, 2016

My Walk

these woods are ours we planted them
a dozen years ago 400 native saplings
a wide swath down along Silver Creek
protected them from deer and beavers
as best we could ran long hoses to them
the first dry summers enough survived
tall now a dense mix of varied species
wild undergrowth I mow a walking path
but can't just enjoy my walk too much
to be done a beaver cut down a poplar
blackberries taking over the stream bank
clematis climbing the trees and no one
to save it make it into a beautiful park
I would if I could the price of owning

Normal Functions

how we are novel
clusters in a void
like galaxies like
universes spinning
in a bumpy field

how have purpose
special pleasures
arising in a tempo
each its singular

how we do go on
normal functions
often self-repair
each one unique
freely swarm

welcome warmth
deplore decline
tend to pair up
help each other
study to exist

Thursday, June 23, 2016


when I die don't worry
in case I didn't mean it
time is finite though it
feels infinite anything
might happen and will
you can embrace it all
and be more complete
death could come right
now any time is fine
leave life unfinished

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

An Emotion

how do I feel about X
impatient exasperated
heart-broken helpless
is that an emotion too

why feel anything when
it's obviously hopeless
too much already said
about what's happened

obviously I feel terrible
how did we let this occur
everything going to hell
nothing done to stop it

personally I am well and
happy to be living my life
loving loved and creative
my heart full of gratitude

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Being Sick

recovered you can't remember being sick
or if you do it doesn't matter
misery ahead unknowable saves all fear

Monday, June 20, 2016

It's Time

full moon solstice sooner than ever
turns before we know it's time as if
summer started ending as it begins

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Italian Men

a seemingly boundless store of feeling
awaits recognition in each individually
pretended nonexistence notwithstanding
I am the trumpet cock telephone alarm

is this Italy it is Florence in the morning
the streets freshly washed by beautiful
machines operated by Italian men who
don't see me catch another train and go

much later I know how I must have felt
between the coffee opera monuments of
a better age before ego got the best of us
strawberries in season and Schubert alive

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Least Details

the details that matter are the date
the year is now with all its history
place under a thin realm of cloud
and which pilgrimage brings you

if you are seeking history it is lost
former tribes built no monuments
existed without reading or writing
at one with moments as they pass

how would I live without the word
a timeless illusion of permanence
meaning beyond one little lifetime
its least details will matter forever

continuity includes the forgetting
where you came from how you can
think yourself real worth knowing
why you keep doing what you do

Friday, June 17, 2016

Going Anywhere

summer again next week the glaciers gone water
a problem for the grass trees dying people thirsty

elsewhere in the world one hates to think about
going anywhere that used to be so interesting

creativity was inherently revolutionary but not
in this age of commercialization and celebrity

the wildest art as a perk of power and wealth
only titillates whatever its ideas and gestures