Wednesday, December 31, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 31 



Ah, tree -
leaves and

bark and
wood, heart-

wood, life
itself.



Tuesday, December 30, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 30 



Does the river
make its way

or does the way
make the river?



Monday, December 29, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 29 



Not
the clouds

in the sky.
Not

the sky
itself.

The light!
The way

it falls.
The way

it lays
on things,

its deep
grain.



Friday, December 26, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 26 



Just when I think I've
seen everything, I am

blessed to see again.



Thursday, December 25, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 25 



The pump
of summer.

The lifting
million

greens. A flock
of small black

birds. The wind.



Wednesday, December 24, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 24 



So, silence,
it's you

and me
and once

again
you win.



Tuesday, December 23, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 23 



This August,
a tongue

of wetness
in the marsh.



Monday, December 22, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 22 



A red-tail
low

above the
high-

way, swarmed
by small

black birds.
Climb

the sky,
feathered

omen,
my

brother.



Friday, December 19, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 19 



My father never
showed weakness.

Even as he failed,
he failed strongly.



Thursday, December 18, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 18 



Undress
the morning.

She what
she wants.



Wednesday, December 17, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 17 



An angel's sky.
The silent morning.

What I've chosen
is what I've got.



Tuesday, December 16, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 16 



An August
haze above

the morning.
Light diffuse

and luminous.
You may turn

but you can't
turn back.



Monday, December 15, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 15 



There's nothing
there when you

reach for it.
You can only

see it out
the corner of

your eye.
You can only

hold it loosely,
if at all.



Friday, December 12, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 12 



Subtract Wyoming
from Montana,
you've got Wisconsin.

Subtract North Dakota
from Nebraska,
you've got New Jersey.

That's about
the size of things.



Thursday, December 11, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 11 



Where does the fence
post end and

the hawk begin?
Small creatures
want to know.



Wednesday, December 10, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 10 



Crow today
like a weather

vane, his wisdom
offering

small comfort.



Tuesday, December 09, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 9 



Another hawk,
another hunger

watching.



Monday, December 08, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 8 



Ancient stone
soaking sun

where the world
has been laid

open.



Friday, December 05, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 5 



My wisdom is
particular -

I know where
the hawks sit.



Thursday, December 04, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 4 



Where you call
the trees by name,

where you know
each stone - home.



Wednesday, December 03, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 3 



Six peaches
for my father -

will he still be
alive to eat them?



Tuesday, December 02, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 2 



Standing with silence
in the fattest

part of the morning.
Wonderment and sun

my only companions.



Monday, December 01, 2014

LINES FOR DECEMBER 1 



How long the wind
stretching these plains.

How flat the sky.



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