Category: daily life
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Senescence 2021
Stop waiting for change; it will happen. Squash some bugs, pull weeds Water your garden; flowers grow into tomatoes 1-17-21
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morning mantra
On the distant side of the park you hear voices talking; you do not understand what is said; it is only important that on the distant side of the park you hear voices talking; you do not understand what is said; it is only important that on the distant side of the park you hear…
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a dilatory poet
COVID inactivity feeds me morsels of delay walk in the park enjoy another coffee break recycle cardboard sweep the porch rake leaves in mounds the city will haul away add fallen sticks to tinder pile dead branch above my head sword of Damocles hangs upon a horse hair thread 12-18-20
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slow cooker
the last cricket played his bow I wondered if he knew night would bring a killing cold the moon was full and large but I did not stay outside to watch it wake and rise dinner simmers in the kitchen I read, ‘After Ruben’ by Francisco Aragon I smell it from my chair 12-1-20
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Roots
You rise You stretch You exercise You sip coffee in the park You talk with dog walkers You dig roots in your yard You talk with a sister about health and family You set down the shovel You sit on the porch and rest, because roots exhaust you 11-23-20
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Dad
Last visit home photo of our sitting before I raced back To count your last breaths, I wonder what you may have thought of saying. But didn’t, because holding it inside was who you were 11-22-20
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Root naga
Out in the grass up for air and light thick as a rope tethering a ship in port root anchors tree. Tells me it has as much right as grass to be here and will defy my mower if it comes too close Until trees grow legs and walk he will stay only an ax,…
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Seeker of the warm
I move my chair into the sun Ask the earth to quit spinning So I do not need to move, again 11-19-20
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yard fly
To the yard fly on our window sill We tried to shoo you out the door But you kept banging your head on the window Buzzing louder and louder Denying what you cannot see And what will not let you win 11-19-20
My husband's poetry 