June 2009
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What I’ll Never Tell You
1 I did go out that summer day with an old lover, into the mountains. We had a meal by the river, then lay together and made love on the scratchy blanket. 2 Peonies make me think of you, how they open, and open, unfolding petal after petal, so lush, so brazen; how we… Continue reading
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Summer Solstice | Sitka, Alaska | 1993
This day blooms under wide meadows of sky. We lay our sun-stunned bodies in constellations of clover and buttercups. Salmonberry bubbles of sweet red light break on our tongues. Shooting stars in the flowerbeds, pollen in our sheets. For an audio post of this poem, go here. Continue reading
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The House-Bound Ventures Out
she prepares for days hoarding energy / fireflies in a glass jar /examines clothing for marks of wear / a hole in the knee / buttons cracked or missing / missing / stains on the embroidered breast / amulets in the pocket / earrings finger rings / key ring her eyes widen / she can… Continue reading
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April – May – June 02009
2009-06-10 the lives of thousands rest on his shoulders the enemy is vile and wily he is strong enough to carry this weight he is strong enough to meet this enemy he is strong, he is brave he is willing to die for what is right these people, if you can call them that care… Continue reading
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A brief mood report…
[Previously posted here.] Yep. Again. [Thanks, Ruth!] Continue reading
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