Thursday, June 30, 2016

East of Santa Fe 


from
NOTEBOOK: NEW MEXICO
January, 2016

Along I-25, East of Santa Fe

Where water, trees,
naked for winter,

leaning out of darkness,
waiting for the light.




Sunday, June 26, 2016

At Tierra Amarilla 


from
NOTEBOOK:NEW MEXICO
January, 2016

At Tierra Amarilla

This world above the storm.
The snow says turn back.

The heart says go on to China.
I turn towards Taos.




Thursday, June 23, 2016

Highway I-25, Santa Fe in the Distance 

from
NOTEBOOK:NEW MEXICO
January, 2016

Highway I-25, Santa Fe in the Distance

Glyphs scratched on the sky --
message from the other side.




Sunday, June 19, 2016

THOSE DAYS 


THOSE DAYS
           -- for my father

(1)

Last days
of the cricket – my father
lay dying.


(2)

A train on the sidetrack.
My father waiting to die.

In the distance, rain.


(3)

Now the corn
has turned

and still
my father

waits. I
turn my

eyes and
summer

disappears.
He is

learning
to die and

shows me
the way.


(4)

Joy in the small things –
the soybeans turning,

a bag of apples
for my wife,

my father
with his coffee.


(5)

Now that he is gone,
the sky lets down

a golden haze
upon the corn stubble,

upon the tawny fields
where beans stood,

upon my sorrow.


(6)

Oh, these fields –
my father saw them

his last ride home.


(7)

We are more
concerned with
the loveliness
of the leaves
in these trees
than my father

was, who is
now above
such things.


(8)

Hawk lifts
above the empty

field. I think of
my father,

how the things
he touched

touch me.


(9)

How like my father's hands, mine.


(10)

Everything
under the sun

at the grave
and nothing

but the sound
of wind in

the pines. I
hear only

of the pain
my father

whispered.


(11)

After the burial,
one star in the sky.


(12)

Nothing
I want

or need.
He has

already
given me

everything.


(13)

And somewhere
beyond the wind,

the memory of him.





Sunday, June 12, 2016

West of Levy 


from
NOTEBOOK:NEW MEXICO
January, 2016

West of Levy

Not cloud
but mountain.

Not worry
but wisdom.

The sun scratches
afternoon

off the sky,
and now it's

evening.




Thursday, June 09, 2016

Along I-25 North of Levy 

from
NOTEBOOK:NEW MEXICO
January, 2016

Along I-25 North of Levy

Antelope
on the land

and the shadows
of land.




Sunday, June 05, 2016

Lost in the Mountains 


from
NOTEBOOK: NEW MEXICO
January, 2016

Lost in the Mountains

Here, in these mountains,
snow falling on me.

There, across the universe,
snow falling on you.

We are of the same storm,
trying to find our way home.




Thursday, June 02, 2016

Almost Abiquiu 


from
NOTEBOOK: NEW MEXICO
January 2016

Almost Abiquiu

Wind
in the mountains

nothing
but mountains.




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