Weeds and Wildflowers

Sunday, February 10, 2013

From the High Fields to the Fire

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Across a snowy landscape In reverie Things stitch together Under lace of smoke, pluming from the fire into Ice th...

Baltic

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Night deep black outside, Stars blinding in the dome of heaven, South of Lake Ontario, and Canada, beyond. Wind moans aro...
Saturday, September 1, 2012

To the Unbelievers

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Spinning ball in the Darkness of nowhere; Earth: infinitesimal speck in A middle of all we Don't know, you are Stressed and beggin...
Friday, August 17, 2012

Alfresco

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Edging of flame Gilds shifting Clouds that Move, ponderous, Floating gravitas, they Cross imperceptibly An unsettled sky At long twi...
Thursday, June 14, 2012

The Summer Deepens Forward

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I weed the English garden, Plant bloomers in my cutting beds Inside the vegetable enclosure, I pull the vagrant weeds in there, Then wat...
Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Day's End

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I discover, again, in season's Change, the little worlds Here as I walk and Listen around My evening house. Night bird ending day ...
Friday, May 11, 2012

Evening

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The sun hides now in the bright west sky, Holly bushes birth in threes, in A garden alive in color, And the dogs are stealthy on the  Ev...
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“Once in his life a man ought to concentrate his mind upon the remembered earth. I believe he ought to give himself up to a particular landscape in his experience, to look at it from as many angles as he can, to wonder about it, to dwell upon it.” ~ The Way to Rainy Mountain, by N. Scott Momaday
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