Weeds and Wildflowers
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Dog
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Often I am staggered when I contemplate The mayhem wrought by One large and wily dog; His wiring at the hands of Dog Creator An awful...
Dying in Water
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Flat, the August lake rests placid in mid-day, And clover blooms above the shallow, pebbled shores, Slow summer heat bursts scent from purpl...
Monday, March 26, 2012
Taos 2004: Adobe and Magpies
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I go down 25, from Pueblo , and get off at Walsenburg, Heading south, still, but west, Into New Mexico . Early afternoon and the li...
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Platte 1950
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Here: a take-apart moment— I slow down, relish each drift of memory, Still alive, this past. I sit in my cowgirl shirt, pearly snaps catch...
Breathing Home
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So there I was, sitting under the great black dome of heaven, far stars as close as an outstretched arm, ancient wise old Taos Mountain bare...
At Last Barbados
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I took the small white oblong pill and by the time I awoke, flying blue-green over an ocean prairie, Caribbean sirens sang from island to is...
November Alchemy
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Last night I drove up on the ridge between the lakes, In the solitude on the seasonal road, Soon to close in winter’s snow, The bowl of nigh...
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