Wednesday, November 30, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 30

Oh,
the terrible

swift fury
of beauty!


Tuesday, November 29, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 29

Darkness,
sudden and severe.

Afternoon
will not be the same.


Monday, November 28, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 28

Sun,
or the promise of

sun,
or the memory.


Sunday, November 27, 2011

THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS

"Rhythm of our speech,
metronome for the heart."

*

"It is not
what you want
it to be

so

let it be
what it is."

*

"God stays out of my bed and
I don't sleep in his church."


Saturday, November 26, 2011

THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS

"If I couldn't steal lines
from myself, sometimes

I'd have nothing to say."

*

"Two poets,
two buzzards

riding thermals -
what works for me

may not work
for you."

*

"It is not
about words.

It is about
seeing. No,

about
trying to see."


Friday, November 25, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 25

Cold affront of steely cloud.
Darkness at mid-day.

Wind and more wind
blows my stink away.


Thursday, November 24, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 24

Hawk on its post.
All is right with the world,

at least for today,
this moment, now.


Wednesday, November 23, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 23

Long view from the mountains,
such sadness that grabs you.


Tuesday, November 22, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 22

Another hawk.
Another morning

holds us both.


Monday, November 21, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 21

Don't we love
this lovely world.

Don't we love
to wreck it.


Sunday, November 20, 2011

THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS

"I have but
few readers.

Few readers
are enough."

*

"Listen.


Listen more.


That is


the poem."

*

"Free verse
poet

trying to
play bass -

Beat,
he says,

what
beat?"


Saturday, November 19, 2011

THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS

"The poem -
slow

wonderment
and no

hope but what
you find."

*

"Sometimes two
and two must make
five, or else

there's no hope
for poets."

*

"What dancers
say in their bodies

poets must
say in their teeth."


Friday, November 18, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 18

Shine of sun,
a white

sheen of roof
forcing

me to look
away.


Thursday, November 17, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 17

Snow on the mountains.
Sun on the snow.
The long lay of the light.
on everything.

I am going home.


Wednesday, November 16, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 16

Two geese set
their wings like

twins, slide
towards the water.


Tuesday, November 15, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 15

Roiling wind.
Rolling crow

looking for home.

Monday, November 14, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 14

November whiskers -
old man

talking to himself.


Sunday, November 13, 2011

THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS

"Sometimes
the mind

shuts like
a door

and there
is no

peeking
through the

keyhole."

*

"Long thoughts no longer."

*

"If the poem
won't go, light

a fire under
its belly - see

what that gets you."


Saturday, November 12, 2011

THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS

"If a word
is something

everything
is nothing."

*

"Word-salad poet -
shit hits the fan,

catch what you can."

*

"If you'll let the poem
push you, it will

push you all the way."


Friday, November 11, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 11

A lay-down day,
the end of November, and

nothing much to say.


Thursday, November 10, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 10

The sadness of
November sky -

a bitter wind
coming.


Wednesday, November 09, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 9

The tawny lay
of the November day.


You can go home,
almost.


Tuesday, November 08, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 8


Water as cold and grey
as this November day.

Monday, November 07, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 7

The November
cold, as unforgiving

as my brother who's
Republican.


Sunday, November 06, 2011

THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS

"If I never
write another

poem, I will

have written
this one."

*

"Writing a poem
is not much more

difficult than bleeding
to death - it only takes

a little longer."

*

"Sometimes
there is no meaning.

Sometimes
it's just a Christmas light

blinking."


Saturday, November 05, 2011

THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS

"Short lines is all,
because my mind is small."

*

"Won't someone take
this slosh of vowels

and figure out
what's wrong with me?

Help!
I'm trapped in here."

*

"From the word-
spouting fount,

it's Damned if you do,
Damned if you...."


Friday, November 04, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 4

Cold November -
even the sun

wears its gloves.


Thursday, November 03, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 3

On a day like this
in November, you can

almost believe in God.


Wednesday, November 02, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 2

November,
and the sky

is wider.


Tuesday, November 01, 2011

LINES FOR NOVEMBER 1

Those are cranes!
A ten acre
field of them,

grey as a
November day.


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