poem for October, 2013

When  leaves whirl skyward it’s October.

The air bites.  Winds wrap trees.


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Fading leaves.

Yellow Month.


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Clearings empty of laughter and feasts

laid out on weathered boards.


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In the scattered light darkness hides within the glow.


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The storms begin with sounds from unseen places.


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A field left empty.  A fire lit.

A thick growth of trees at Winter-Full-Moon.


2019 + 2020


of history and memory

            Trinity

             Hibakusha


to then to now


sleeping at the neuro


5 days


to describe the journey

            the ghosts that haunt the land

            left behind memories

            later I will say

                     

concertina


time gathered into


2018


sister birds for Saint Francis

            genus passer

            genus corbus

 

rhythm of this train across the miles


winter / spring / summer / autumn


2016


The Scent of Leaves in Summer

        joint project with photographer Jessica Blair


poem


Anti-Narrative


2015


rotation


2013


rosy


poem for October


2008


Away


2007


aria


2002


Poem in Grey Tones

                    Quotidian

                    Housebound

                    Goodbye

                    Summer Days


2000


Où il est un question de la nature