Snapshot Poems 2011
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grief, my old friend
grief, my old friend we walk this familiar path snow creaks under our boots the river is low iced over this thickening sky falls into fog our way is hidden now we breathe in stars somewhere the moon diminishes somewhere the sun spits out its brilliant storms blind here again carefully we step together this frozen ground sighs opens beneath us Continue reading
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Snapshot Poem 06 July 02011
Last night I dreamt I said goodbye to you for the last time. Here, bees burrowin the foxgloves, lilies bow down from their own weight. M. dreamt my drains were filled with treasure. There are no treasures here. They've all been washed away. Continue reading
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snapshot poem
it's spring here everything is trying to live reaching up for light reaching down for water you reach for something else almost in your grasp Continue reading
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Snapshot Poem 01 June 02011
i search for you in the meadows blooming purple and blue in the mildewed shower stall in the cobwebbed basement one dream after another corridors and highways buildings strange and familiar corners and high places a glimpse of you just down a tree-dark street your wife’s voice you daughters’ pain my own, my own… Continue reading
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Snapshot Poem 02011 February 09
This morning I interrupted a hawk at his breakfast in my garden. Blood and feathers in the snow. Where there is prey, there will be predators. Snow keeps falling, a swirl of lace outside my windows. Amazing Grace plays on the radio, reminding me that I am wretched. But there is grace. Grace in… Continue reading
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