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April Poems 2020 #2: Foolish but Necessary Allowances

Tree It is foolish to let a young redwood grow next to a house. Even in this one lifetime, you will have to choose. That great calm being, this clutter of soup pots and books— Already the first branch-tips brush … Continue reading

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Palabras/Words: Poems in Spanish Translated to English #7

Another Dream 1919 A swallow goes flying far away— Dew blooms in my dream And my tired heart spins like a carousel where Death’s children ride I want to tie up time in these trees with a rope of black … Continue reading

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Paradise is Around Us Always: A Poem in 2 Parts

 

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April Poems 2020 #1: Loss and Leaving

TODAY, ANOTHER UNIVERSE by Jane Hirshfield The arborist has determined: senescence      beetles      canker quickened by drought but in any case not prunable   not treatable   not to be propped. And so. The branch from which the sharp-shinned hawks and their mate-cries. The trunk where the … Continue reading

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3 Pieces from a Journal from 6/2018

Things Occur to Me Moment by Moment   elliptical fan distortion rippling  the surface but touching nothing deeper than  gliding fish feel not  the least disturbed inches  under the surface, unknowing the peril from above, claws or oxygen in too … Continue reading

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