Tag: change


  The spoonbill were running at low water dam, But the shirtless and shifty left little room To cast a line. We took the advice Of the bait shop clerk and a one-legged war veteran On a scooter and headed across corps land To…

At Moon Valley Road

Stillness at the depths and movement Above before the change, the contact That transforms element, strips you Of the life you have been, willing or not, Which is not the question. Here, In the icy crucible, you have no choice

In Dead Grass

In the field of dead Johnson grass, The red-winged blackbird landed. It swayed the desert-colored stalks With its weight, then held its place. Like a swollen tick plucked from a dog Then dropped, it did not move. From this distance, I could not see…