The creek will run again Snowflakes of April obscure Mountain outlines at the End of my lens The creek covered and angry With the wind Many miles north the land is Painted in brown and orange In between all this--cliff... Continue Reading →
I never wrote about the thunder Last week when the aquifers filled And the high stalks of hollyhocks Grew ever tall, the sunflowers towered Awoke today to grey clouds The song this evening was the rain We felt honored with... Continue Reading →
Night swells I wonder where the geese Have flown to, worry that they have Left this mountain town forever "They have gone north and another Bird has come up from the south" Echo a lost biology lecture I can see... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 