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Middle of February


The sky,

like Sunday’s paper


in starchy folds

across the morning,

driving rain

towards unripe shadows,

sprinkling clues

through birding trees.

And where the purple… 23 more words



(re-posted from 2011)

She remembers

the future

when rain

crashes deserts

and old seeds


into rivers of flowers

and mountains lean down

close to the sea… 54 more words


Winter Conditions

(This is a companion to the previous poem.)

What are these icy blades

that pull words crisp

through dunes of snow,

that draw my heart… 38 more words



(a re-post from 2012)

And after the blaze, what?

Would they,

like snow on fire

end in vapor

against the starry night?

She stands below his mountaintop… 12 more words


Winter Solstice

This tall stretch

of a winter’s day

scrapes silver

from the crumpled sky.

I turn to face

a southern glow

with eyes upraised

and heart thrice full – 17 more words


Son Sets

Like those nesting dolls

in graduated sizes

my sons became

encased each year

inside of bigger boys.

Now grown and sealed

inside tall men

they’re unaware… 22 more words


Safe Keeping

She holds a sphere

of golden heat

in outstretched hands

raised to the sky.

O Eros,

she prays secretly

please take this round

of your creation, 29 more words