In the quiet yard
a pile of feathers, yellow, black… Continue reading →
today the slushing rain has filled
the yard with thirty-ish finches
all arguing for seed and perch… Continue reading →
along the driveway, in the woods
yellow daffodils here and there
a few are gifts left by the folks
who lived here before, and who died Continue reading →
wrinkled with sleep I am waiting,
listening to the crescendo —
water coming to a quick boil… Continue reading →
Today i set up a text replacement shortcut that replaces the letters “h a ha h a” (no spaces, just three ha’s strung together – couldn’t type them without spaces or it would trigger the shortcut ha ha ha) with a long string of ha ha ha’s. Continue reading →
Work the metaphor. Every object has the capacity to stand for something other than what is apparent. Work on what it stands for.
