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morning poem, November 23, 2017

    The first light of morning lies in lines across the lawn The blades of grass, white and brittle with the frost Make their own low shadows And this world looks like one, for this moment Where creatures unimagined … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, #2, March 27, 2017

‘   Open the door for me To the bright morning To the open road To the open sky Where time does not intrude And let my feet fly Like the feet of Mercury I will not tire And the … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, March 27, 2017

‘   Go down by the ancient oaks You will know the trees when you see them They are towers themselves And the air around them Bears the weight of their years And shines with their knowledge . It is … Continue reading

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Morning Poem #2, January 5, 2017

. The storm will come and close us in We’ll be then what we once had been A living town with stores and inns Children with their coats and grins. . Chimneys smoking, windows steamed Then sunshine on the mountain … Continue reading

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Afternoon Poem, January 13, 2016

    Violet clouds, slender and horizontal Lie above the ridge like resting pikefish The forest is bare and beneath the trees The contours of the mountain are like muscled shoulders Under this ice-blue sky all is open and clear … Continue reading

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morning poem, january 8, 2015

    White smoke rises from the chimney And fades into the white sky. There is no horizon and no clear lines All is as if inside a cloud As if in a dream. Only the whisper of the rain … Continue reading

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Overtime: A Basketball Parable (Chapter 15)

15. Evening comes again and Sparks and Murphy appear and his shots again go one by one into the night air and bounce off of the crooked rim. Nothing new. I am still holding out some hope that my interaction … Continue reading

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morning poem, July 2, 2015

  Following The River   With time on my hands I have at last done it Gone all the way up the little river Past every creek and rill that joins And farther on To where the river itself is … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, June 30, 2015

              How To Write Poetry   Poe said that he wrote his poems The way a man builds a bridge “This is the effect I want,” he said. “And so these are the words I need.” He did it hammer … Continue reading

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afternoon post, June 15, 2015

                          Summer Afternoon     The summer colors deepen in the afternoon The yellow green lawns The dark green hils The jade green lake.   The mists vanish and leave the day exposed Resplendant in clarity and stillness … Continue reading

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