Saturday, March 27, 2021

After Wendell Berry

Do not shy away— 
Those little words that 
Come out of silences, 
Make them hear what 
You have to say. 

Thursday, March 25, 2021

Tuesday, March 23, 2021

Sunday, March 21, 2021

Haiku: Sagging Derelict

Shuffling by that old 
Familiar fa├žade, you see 
How much it still hurts.


Friday, March 19, 2021

Wednesday, March 17, 2021

Monday, March 15, 2021

Diogenes The Dog

—for Elizabeth Boleman-Herring, 
who's always known the difference. 
Too many thought he was just 
A flea-bitten louse slumming 
In an earthenware jar; still fewer saw 
He was much more than that--a literate 
Chigger who bit only those who knew 
No better than to bite off more 
Than toothless curs could chew. 


Saturday, March 13, 2021

Thursday, March 11, 2021

Dissipation Is

By your bedside night after night, 
One candle after another burning 
Feverishly at both ends, 
With no end in sight. 


Saturday, March 6, 2021

Greek In/Fancy

of light 
windy hillocks 
undulate swaths 
of bittersweet thyme. 


Thursday, March 4, 2021

Light's Dark Hideaway

You can never really 
Get enough of it— 
Even in full daylight, some orphaned 
Part of you wants all the light 
That’s still out there hiding, 
Waiting for the right sign 
To take you in. 


Monday, March 1, 2021

Haiku: If The Shoe. . . .Blah Blah

—for Joseph Hutchison, kindred pitchman 
To find the challenge 
Gauche enough to find the right 
Syllables to fit.


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