Monday, June 21, 2021

Sometimes it's what you don't see clearly

that holds the most impact. Of course, the "thing" that is clear to you, helps share & define the vague. If this were physics, the law of opposites might apply. Might not. The same holds true for poetry -- however you wish to define.

Thursday, June 17, 2021

Black and beige

Shadows are sturdy in their flexibility to come & go without regret. Never linger too long. Slip in and out of time like the memory of a great meal. Like the slipping away of a line of poetry that just entered your eart.

Wednesday, June 16, 2021

When something appears related to something else

it probably is. Example, this stunning Feijoa is in the myrtle family as is the bottlebrush. Some things which aren't related are connected by our senses. For example, corn & tomatoes, peanut butter & jelly. Isn't the mind an adventure all in itself. Paths are endless. Much like making a poem. Finite words; endless possibilites.

Saturday, June 12, 2021

Getting a handle

on things via a spoon is a fine afternoon activity in a favorite cafe. Pen/paper close by. Memories, too.

Monday, June 7, 2021

A simple walk downtown

can invigorate, can bring a beautiful sight-fragrance into my life. Like discovering the power of a lemon slice to invigorate a meal. Or the unexpected yet just rightly-weighted word in a poem. A simple word which simultaneously roots the poem and makes it soar. On such a walk, I think about opporsites and how they might not be so.

Saturday, May 29, 2021


has a center. It's simply a matter of where you put it? Like, where did you leave your phone yesterday. The kindness of strangers is often the key and the keeper of clarity. The choice not always yours. Or mine. Perhaps, once a year, it's best to count the wooden spoons. But who among your closest friends would be interested in such a tally. Even though each tally has a center of clarity.

Friday, May 28, 2021


As in the gorgeousness of water. And the alchemy of ink.