Posted by in Uncategorized In bright summer we picked peaches for hours, for days each tree a dense house of hungry bees and birds, dipping fingers into the sweetness of now against the time when there would be none Every farmer knows scarcity; every farmer knows hope this is the lesson my father taught me walking for hours behind…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized Do you think your troubles belong to you? Think again. Do not hold them so protectively to your breast. I see you. Rumi says our sorrows come to us like gifts, pomegranates Ready to explode into a thousand seeds of joy. Don’t resist. Ben Robertson’s grandmother gathered all the children Of her family every Thanksgiving…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized Ruby, I’m not your daddy. You shouldn’t introduce me like that. Darling, you’re the closest thing to family I got. Would you rather I said sugar daddy? Ruby, I’m not even close to being your sugar daddy. You pay the rent and almost all the bills around here. I’m just kind of a hanger-on with…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized Field Peas-A Mirrored Poem Shelling southern field peas What a porch meditation Each tight leathery jacket Only a fingernail can separate This is a spiritual ritual for me Necessary, nourishing, tending I call in my bold grandmothers Singing, tasting the atmosphere Opening a line to the ancestors Crowders-purple hulls-cowpeas- African peas Opening a line to…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized House Mouse Gary Phillips I favor every member of the Rodentia family Arboreal fossorial or semi-aquatic From whistle-pigs to capybaras and springhares Kangaroo rats, mountain beavers, porcupines the swift agouti with her pine nuts gathered Flying squirrels aloft on their patagiums Large-eared pikas practicing coprophagy With none of de Sade’s precocious rebellion Intelligent,…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized Two older boys and me, loaded with gear Came to the green river in nighttime. We trolled the river and laid out some lines And water was over my chest at times. It was a year like any other year. Our forests lost and farmland gone to seed, We caught some fish and cooked them…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized Cast by a jealous wind and I found myself in Montevideo: to realize That every city in the world Has something for me: A park where the people and the green Gather in some kind of ancient revolutionary agreement A bar I want to inhabit each rich translucent day A family I could love And have…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized Dear precious books, one of my families: Thank you for saving my life when I was a teenager, especially Ursula Leguin and Andre Norton, for offering me sweet refuge and constant inspiration, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, for helping me begin a rich continual virtual life. Octavia Butler. I fall in love with you every day/Bastard Out…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized See the clever mockingbird sitting with a boat-tail on the abandoned telephone wire? Close but not too close, facing the same direction, the same sunset. A pair of house finches cleaning each other’s beaks. What a display of body-sharing! I set down the spyglass. Mergansers flying in a morning circle, light and easy…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized Late December, the Solstice 2018 Let all the people say: “Welcome the Light!” Tonight we hang in balance, still point of the dancing year. Like Mother Night we have been made pregnant by the Great Darkness and now we sit in vigil to birth the waxing year. If the sun agrees to return to us…Read more »
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