Wednesday, July 31, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 31 



The moon goes down
from the western sky -

we have no place to hide.



Tuesday, July 30, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 30 



Owl
above the road

just inches
from the car -

am I more
surprised,

or he?



Monday, July 29, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 29 



Morning light.
Fading night.

What's done
is done.

There's nothing
more to say.



Sunday, July 28, 2013

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“The poet's
fondest

hope and
greatest

fear - to
run out

of paper.”

*

“You might
write

at ninety
m.p.h. but

you can't
re-write.”

*

“The poet's challenge -
the wind, driving

with both hands
and writing.”



Saturday, July 27, 2013

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



"Enough," he said,
and laid his pen.

The silence
was lovely.

*

"I'd have
more to say

if I didn't
have so much."

*

“Zero
counts for

one, and
one counts

too.”



Friday, July 26, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 26 



An ancient sadness,
sandhill cranes.



Thursday, July 25, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 25 



Grey stanzas
of clouds in the distance.

Sun
breaking through.

Everything
that ever was.



Wednesday, July 24, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 24 



Mud or dust.
Wind in trees or
on the grass.

Here or there,
green or sere,
such a place

as sticks to us
and won't let go.



Tuesday, July 23, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 23 



Another hawk,
another mile

closer to home.



Monday, July 22, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 22 



Hawk
perched on a sign -

"No Passing Zone."



Sunday, July 21, 2013

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



"We see
what we

expect
to see.

What
I see

is poems
waiting."

*

"We
believe

what we
believe,

whether
it's

what we
see

or not."

*

"Do,
but don't

overdo."



Saturday, July 20, 2013

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“Poet, practice your craft.
The day will come when
we have to say something.”

*

“If poets
could sing,

do you really
think there'd be

poetry?”

*

"Ah, poetry!
The quick

silence,
eternity."



Friday, July 19, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 19 



Soup

on the stove
is better

supper than
wishing for

steak.



Thursday, July 18, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 18 



Hawk
in the morning
fog.

We hold
everything
close.



Wednesday, July 17, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 17 



Lift this night,
Lord. Let light

bring the world.



Tuesday, July 16, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 16 



Land disappears
into the distance.

Love is a lonely
bend in the road.



Monday, July 15, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 15 



When you've seen
the northernmost
tractor in Iceland,

you've seen the edge
of everything.



Sunday, July 14, 2013

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“Morning.
Poem,

black coffee,
half a conversation

with God.”

*

“How easy
is it

to keep
writing

and make
no sense?

Not so
easy

as it
looks!”

*

“Line break cracks
like the whip

tip flying
faster than

speed of sound.”



Saturday, July 13, 2013

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“When you can
let it go,

then it's yours.”

*

“Run
enough

stuff
through

the machine
that

makes poems,
you'll

get
surprised.”

*

“When once a poem
bends your ear,

you can never
hear the same.”



Friday, July 12, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 12 



Splash
of frog

silence.



Thursday, July 11, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 11 



How many
ways to say

death is
overhead,

grey-winged and
dark of heart?



Wednesday, July 10, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 10 



Knobs nippling
the naked land.

She lays lovely.



Tuesday, July 09, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 9 



Fire
and silver

wire of
desire.



Monday, July 08, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 8 



In the field,
the dirt, the seed,

one's hope for rain.



Sunday, July 07, 2013

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“Why
hurry

when
we all

end
in

silence?”

*

“The play of
childish poets -

making their
words new.”

*

“Secret

of the
poet -

not to
care

so much
it

hurts.”



Saturday, July 06, 2013

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



"The important half
of what you say is

what you don't say.”

*

“The poet
spends

his life
looking

for one
word, the

right one.”

*

“The poem -
not only

the moment,
its ripeness.”



Friday, July 05, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 5 



Sun and sky.
Distance and

desire.
No, you may

not touch
the horizon.



Thursday, July 04, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 4 



Silvered stream of
O, oh, ohhs,

then the great
emptiness.



Wednesday, July 03, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 3 



Clouds
only where mountains

push them up.



Tuesday, July 02, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 2 



Oh,
the wisdom

of wind -
to know

when to go!



Monday, July 01, 2013

LINES FOR JULY 1

Red-tail, drab
as the grey day,

wet as a fish
in the mist,

and hungry.



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