Private Life

The Years

The Pole (January 26, 2011)

An Exhilarating Walk (October 5, 2010)

an exhilarating walk through
leaves thick and soft
everything a stillness of
a different color.
and the inevitable
We will have berries for breakfast.

Leaving This Frivolity Behind (August 25, 2010)

leaving this frivolity behind
allows us to
strut like peacocks
broken free

Find Your Way (August 23, 2010)

find your way
until tomorrow
Lying awake in the dark
consider the immense
the shade of pleasure
scarcely seen
a gleaming blue
relentless and scattering
then, be still
with a secret
touch of gratitude.

Into The Forest Middle (August 20, 2010)

into the forest middle
acorns scattered
They stood in a crumpled
layer of leaves
savoring the cool sweetness,
of an ancient delicious,
and with the little goose
remained standing,
and awaited
other sights to come.

The Rivers Flow Crimson (August 18, 2010)

the rivers flow crimson
into my dreams
and alone I listen to
a thousand weary voices
singing their own
deep suffering,
I recognize each
forbidden story

The River Suddenly Darkening (August 17, 2010)

the river
suddenly darkening
rose above the rocks
and quivering
sunk
all the place names
on the map

Silent, The Sky (August 16, 2010)

Silent,
the sky
a pale blue vaulting
the last luxury of looking
find the whirlwind of history
where time stood
secretly smiling
in a house of possible
words spoken
a lovely promise
As you wish.

Perhaps I May Linger (August 14, 2010)

Perhaps I may linger
on the shoulders of the past
seen by none, spare alone,
through the dust
the faint nostalgia
woven only of wisteria
This last word
so many things learned and
still much forgotten
but already I belong to
this parting silence

Once You Knew A Golden Firelight (August 9, 2010)

Once you knew
a golden firelight
that dreamed of silence
In the early twilight,
an ancient hovering mist
filled the empty sweeps
of a reunited time

You Must Return (August 8, 2010)

you must return
from the marble time
such a broken dark and tiny
another empty elsewhere place
opening your hand.
notes tucked carefully
written word for word,
All along looking back
Do you not know
what has happened?

Call Me The Autumn Queen (August 4, 2010)

call me the
Autumn queen,
I am lace
slowly burned
russet and gold
a crown of falling leaves
the smell of rustic
quieted
confined to the forests
clinging
I have promised
only shadows
cast in silence.

Come And Explain (August 3 2010)

come and explain
that mysterious something
dangling,
already dried and wrinkled
like a deep standstill
I remain enraptured
its meaning a curious
nearness

Wait For The Moment Split (July 31, 2010)

wait for
the moment split
memory will
take you back
your way lit
by a fluttering candle
held high
you know
there are
only two ways
to turn

Standing There (July 28, 2010)

standing there
with a hint of
gracious poise
I thought of you
so familiar
and of all the years
that led to this day
every hour a
slow reckoning

I Settled Down For The Night (July 27, 2010)

I settled down for the night
in the tall pines
with a searching gaze
A remote glow in the lacy black
as from some ancient distance
these beckoning stars blazing bright
their silence startling

But Do You Not See (July 26, 2010)

But do you not see that
the message
can come to you
a small gentleness,
beneath a star-guided sky
like A thin curl of smoke
revealed in
the darkness

Nothing Stirred In the Distant (July 25, 2010)

nothing stirred
in the distant
deeply clustered wood
the roll of papyrus hidden
a page from some
remote Remembering
words winding far away,
from branch to branch
a long line
moving back into time