Isn't every three year-old kid at least part dinosaur, even the giant leaf-eaters capable of a great roar? Winter beach flats, tide out, a break in the bleakness, rain longing to be slush or more dripping from everything but the sky at the moment. We are taking off our gloves, hold these Dad he orders, … Continue reading Winter-Bare
a poem that nobody can understand
“I’d like to be on record as saying that anybody can write a poem that nobody can understand.” --Ted Kooser Thanks Ted, time to distill some of my recent works which are perhaps examples of the types of poems anybody can write (and nobody can understand). Time to focus on what it is about Billy … Continue reading a poem that nobody can understand
Keep it simple
keep it simple, a song to sing along to or at least to hear to feel inside heart inside house or outside on trail, path don't look too far beyond what's on path in front of you above you around you falling from the sky hanging from the trees flitting on feathered wings from branch … Continue reading Keep it simple
Buddy Tabor teaches me to fillet a halibut
in an interview i ask him what he thinks about when he paints houses? nothing, he says i just go blank you never write songs or poems to occupy your mind while working those hands? nope, he tells me when you get as old as me it’s a relief, the silent mind i’m deep into … Continue reading Buddy Tabor teaches me to fillet a halibut
Sand is a bodhisattva
This is an ancient piece from another life but I just came across it again and Sand died this spring, or at least went to the great gig in the sky or saturn or something.... __ someone drew a picture on the wall in my living room. not really on the wall, but on some … Continue reading Sand is a bodhisattva
Jonas Lamb 