Weeds and Wildflowers

Look how full the pond is, Jade, You can stand at the end of the dock  As you watch for fish, they’ll be close to The gleaming still ...

There is too much incoming need,  So I start looking at old photos Years of many springs, and I come Across a photo of Anne in Her mu...

It took me a long time to get  Back here, back home It helps that the sky is bright from This moon One way or the other, As I sa...

I don’t know what to do. That’s a start  Someone says there are these Kinds of days and nights Nothing making sense So I suppose I...

Just so clear  Just the clear shapes Uncomplicated and spare From a bedroom window I’d forgotten about And especially  In winter...

Not easy recalling when dream state And landscape merge,  Navigating visceral as another  Foreign land appears Between the dreamed ...

Everything is uneasy There would be something  Wrong otherwise, so I listen And I listen to myself  The fulcrum is his Blindness ...