(great) Great Horned Owl
Is the soul solid, like iron?
Or is it tender and breakable, like
the wings of a moth in the beak...
a)s w(e loo)k
The Three of Us
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what...
“Where are the people?”
resumed the little prince at last.
“It’s a little lonely in the desert…”
Contact II Iridescence
In the name of the daybreak
and the eyelids of morning
and the wayfaring moon
and the night when...
Evidence: Gesture I-IV
Your grief for what you’ve lost lifts a mirror
up to where you’re...
Ridge Vigilance, Zion National Park
Thanksgiving I: Wasp
The wasp and all his numerous family
I look upon as a major calamity.
He throws open his nest with...
The dragonflies were here before us, friend:
Cupboard of branch and bramble, woodniche
Where the sun tumbles,...
The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
If seen by day
Is just a red-necked bug.
I got out of bed, took down boxes and
suitcases in a search and destroy mission
but couldn't find...
Cormorants, Lake Merritt, California
Children imitating cormorants
are even more wonderful
I saw an ol’ gnome
Take a gknock at a gnat
Who was gnibbling the gnose of his gnu.
I said, “Gnasty...
Male Golden Weaver Courtship Display, Tanzania
My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird —
equal seekers of sweetness.
Rice Field Panzi, Tanzania
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
For Mary Oliver
To a friend that I care for deeply,
Something that I loved.
It was only a small
Chinese Pheasant, Madagascar
You said you would kill it this morning.
Do not kill it. It startles me still,
The jut of that...
If you find yourself half naked
and barefoot in the frosty grass, hearing,
again, the earth’s...
Out of the dusk a shadow,
Then, a spark;
Out of the cloud a silence,
Then, a lark;
Out of the heart...
Calligraphy of Geese
Calligraphy of geese
against the sky --
the moon seals it.
You do not have...
Thanksgiving 2: Sandhill Cranes
The legendary Cang Jie was said to have invented writing after observing the tracks of birds.
Chuang Tzu in dream became a butterfly,
And the butterfly became Chuang Tzu at waking.
Which was the real—the...
“And your very flesh shall be a great poem.”
- Walt Whitman
(un)Common Lagoon Jelly
There's something about the wind coming off
the ocean, the waves washing the rocks
Bill hated the separation implied by the term.
“What’s this,” he’d ask,...
I’ve known rivers:
I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood...
After the First Night
the Sun kissed the Moon: ‘Darling,
you were wonderful!’
- Gavin Ewart
We saw the lizard
on a rock.
The old man said,
When we stop
a green snake starts again
through deep branches.
Spiders mend webs we marched into.
Reflections in a Koi Pond
I Am Vertical
But I would rather be horizontal.
I am not a tree with my root in the soil
Fanfare for a Mustard Field
Nature rarer uses Yellow
Than another Hue.
Saves she all of that for Sunsets
Prodigal of Blue
We need some pines to assuage the darkness
when it blankets the mind,
we need a silvery stream...