Archive for 2009
Dinnertime Overture
Thursday, April 9th, 2009
Lisa asks kindly for carrots and peas. / Levi wants veggies, but doesn’t say please. / Logan wants chocolate and candy instead. / Cambren is throwing his peas at my head.
National Ignition Facility
Wednesday, April 8th, 2009
Limitless, safe, carbon-free energy! / Tiny, pea-sized fuel capsule. Micrograms: / deuterium and tritium atoms…
Salt
Tuesday, April 7th, 2009
I tell a story, / and my words are a grain of salt / on a roasted almond / in a bag of trail mix…
Bread and Wine
Tuesday, April 7th, 2009
You say I must eat your flesh / and drink your blood, / or I have no life in me…
From the Diary of Horatio Fookes (1855-1895), Who was Killed While Assaying Lindsay Spur on the Eastern Face of Makhagiri
Monday, April 6th, 2009
October 17 – Weather clear. Feeling well. / Should summit tomorrow in good time.
Walking Along the Columbia
Monday, April 6th, 2009
Lisa and I saw everywhere the signs of stirring: / cherry and plum trees heavy with pink blossoms; / a nesting swan and her mate, looming white in the marshes…
Foraging
Sunday, April 5th, 2009
My hands plunge spear-quick / into the sun-streaked pool, / but the quicksilver words / escape me.
Cropped
Saturday, April 4th, 2009
The mowing of this hairy hill is like a backward harvest: / The combine, with its buzzing mouth, comes rolling / over the crown, leaving a lane of stubble…
Three Sons Under Seven
Friday, April 3rd, 2009
Sometimes I stop to stare amazed / at what my boys have done: / the messes and the wreckage left / behind each busy son!
A House Removed
Thursday, April 2nd, 2009
This blackened ruin / smokes and sizzles in the rain, / bleeding pools of ash.
Toys in the Dark
Wednesday, April 1st, 2009
Bare feet softly sweep the carpet / seeking safe passage / through this minefield of sharpened playthings.
Ohhh, I’ll play your game, you rogue!
Wednesday, April 1st, 2009
My friend Vinnie has inspired me to finally do something with this here dormant blog: I’m going to take up the NaPoWriMo challenge…