Category: nature
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Iowa
When crows fly off to winter in Mexico the woods grows dumb with grackles in trees Flocks of pundits that do not give good omens or laugh at the straw men caucusing in the fields Buzzards take their place along the fence watch squirrels play in traffic hoping for a meal 2-4-20
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Theo Meteoroi
You stared out into night skies and could not find the lion or swan the eagle or ram, Orion or the bear You wanted to believe – you wanted to see the magic you thought maybe you were blind or maybe you were not spiritual enough You argued with the Theoi Meteoroi and questioned who…
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Blue table
Among brown leaves an empty water bottle sits on a blue table with two blue benches baked blue enamel bluer than the sky waiting for spring 2-2-20
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Februa Sacrificium
during the night while red camellia petals sought atonement a dead branch fell on its own accord upon damp and sandy soil a green leaf at dawn needs only a small breeze to dance and shimmer in the sun 2-3-20
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a tanka for the sun
I do not know where birds hide on cold, rainy days today, they woke me calling to one another “Ollie, Ollie outs in-free” 2-1-20
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Were you there?
Were you there when they hauled my leaves away? the last abdication of autumn The ones that held on longest remained loyal tethered to a branch when all the others fled If I had been there when they came with a beeping dump truck I would have gathered the leaves they missed and made sure…
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Edge of night
You sit on the end of a bench with a book and warmed over coffee On the other end is a pine cone you don’t begrudge it space and let it stay In a late afternoon woods warblers sing in bushes cardinals call back and forth You watch a leaf pick itself up off the…
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The scrimshander
all that remains as proof that once he sailed oceans chasing a whale fleeing for its life a life worth 100 barrels of rendered fat he pulled a tooth to etch while waiting for his next kill now it sits on some collector’s mantle who doesn’t know and doesn’t care to know the sailor’s name…