Yes it was snowing again this morning. The front yard fills up with the early arrivals grounded, bedraggled, doubting themselves, hoping for better. They get more sunflower seeds instead. They scuffle nonchalantly in the April snow, all beaks toward May.
Cars seemed determined to jump in front of me today. Good for them that I’m an attentive driver but my attentiveness will not always overcome the laws of physics. Cars this morning pulling out of driveways. I see them: some … Continue reading →
Seven days of April noting what the world is doing and riffing human-style with words trying to tell you of the changes — the coming spring the snows surprising the little birds, brisk clouds and wind the world lays it … Continue reading →
a swift circle in a square • holding hands with the wind.
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I remind you, gentle readers, that these poems are daily and pretty unedited. this started as what might have been haiku-like: Eye blue sky, clouds small smaller smallest until they pale to horizon high hills and valleys clouds pouring steadily … Continue reading →
Management is doing things right; leadership is doing the right things.
