Wind blown…March into
April
Low fog lifts, day light
descends, moist leavings tracing
each step into spring.
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Big Dipper—floats in
dark skies, turns, tilts, never fails
to point the way home.
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Promised fog arrives,
blanket-shadows morning light.
But for one west-placed window,
ablaze with a different dream.
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Breath as sound…
suggestions of elegance, to be sure,
but the old masters took note
of a certain radiance—visceral, joyous.
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What we offer over
in the world
is the whole of our living,
every time—our mistake
is thinking
it’s not.
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The poet strives
to make words say
as much as he would
have them say
and trusts
that desire they ride
that makes them say
all the more.
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what winds of circumstance
pull from our hands,
frees us
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Glow burn—a sudden rush of rightness
splays light through dark
disappeared—forgetting words
that would write this right,
I draw these instead.
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Studies in light ask
for light-handed inquiry.
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Watching the inmates…
the open page takes
everyone, just as they are.
Heads bow, words begin.
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The body drags itself
out of sleep these days, full
with windswept pollens.
Miniscule puffs of life
circulate, settle and collect—like
the weight of age.
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Time bends—deep purple
strokes in the wisteria,
darker than before.
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April 8th and already
multiple pages,
meanderings of a mind
set free at the tip of a pen
to simply speak—simply
to speak simply, of itself enough.
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April 13th
The celebration
The day opens on tides of quiet light
and shadowless blue—hushed bird calls
echo blessings already underway.
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For Erin and Edwin
The range of light
attributable
to laughter,
to smiled embrace,
close-knit warmth,
to the firm press of lips
and casual words of tenderness
spoken in witness
of the tenuous reach of darkness
as eyes meet in the glow of love.
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To
Leslie—afterthoughts
To think—this
spontaneous
ingenuity so troublesome
holds unopened avenues
of collective salvation,
one whole one at a time.
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Sincerity—effort
to make inside meet out.
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Faith—trusting
sincerity,
wherever we find it.
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Amen…
for even just one voice
among the many varied turnings
of that light that outshines the sun
just so.
