Thursday, July 29, 2010

LINES FOR JULY 29

A face
in the window -

the shy moon.


Wednesday, July 28, 2010

LINES FOR JULY 28

Leaves speak,
as if the wind.


Tuesday, July 27, 2010

LINES FOR JULY 27

Oh, the first stroke.
Oh, the brush

that makes
the stroke.

Oh, the hair
of the brush.

Oh, wind
in the hair

of the man
who made

the brush
that makes

the stroke.
Oh, snow

on the mountain
cooling the wind.

Oh, the thousand
petals falling

like snow
on the mountain.

Oh, butterfly
under the stroke

I've made.


Monday, July 26, 2010

LINES FOR JULY 26

All day a swirl
of grey rain and

nothing but sadness.


Sunday, July 25, 2010

THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS


“Ah, yes, the line,”
he said. “How you

break it is how
you make it.”

*

“Why
this word and
not that?

This is
not that.”

*

“Make plans and you
will be disappointed
by your progress.

Do not make plans and you
will drift on any wind.

Disappointment is
the only way forward.”


Saturday, July 24, 2010

THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS


“How much can you
leave out?” they asked.

“You can leave it
all out,” he said.

“What we add isn't
necessary.”

*

“Sometimes you rhyme
to show you can,

and sometimes you don't
give a damn.”

*

“I can write
my poems on
anything,”
he said,

“best of all,
your heart.”


Friday, July 23, 2010

LINES FOR JULY 23

Nothing is
forever.

Nothing is,
forever.


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