AT THE SAME TIME
While we talk
thousands of languages are listening
saying nothing
while we close a door
flocks of birds are flying through winters
of endless light
while we sign our names
more of us
lets go
and will never answer
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“Can you tell me your name?”
“Do you know where you are?”
“Do you know why you’re here?”
“What do you remember?”
Life can be a dream, if only my precious plans would come true …
I’m … in bed covered with a thin blue sheet, the room is dark. … Read the rest
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold… Read the rest
Today was a beautiful summer day and the little girl and I had an adventure of sorts. A beach day with a twist. We clambered over a long jetty out into the surging sea to watch men cast baited hooks and lures far out into the blue water as boats … Read the rest
This has been going on for a while. The anxiety. The tears. The pleas(e). You made a commitment.
Will you ignore it?
But the joy is gone.
What seemed fun, is now a chore and no one takes it seriously.
My daughter has been on a synchro swim team for … Read the rest
The doctors refer to it as word salad.
“I can’t … and he needs to … ahhhh … The boy and …. the …. ah … the other boy … We can go … go … in the …. ahhhh … and then the … um … ahh … and … Read the rest
“I am waiting
to get some intimations
of immortality
by recollecting my early childhood
and I am waiting
for the green mornings to come again
youth’s dumb green fields come back again
and I am waiting
for some strains of unpremeditated art
to shake my typewriter
and I am waiting … Read the rest
The day starts out like many others. Wake up. Listen to birds singing their morning songs. Jog. Slice strawberries and toast bread for my daughter’s breakfast. Return to the basement and begin work. Answer emails. Make phone calls. Plan. Edit. Write. Re-write. Collaborate. Occasionally I ascend to help with some … Read the rest
There is the sudden silence of the crowd
above a player not moving on the field,
and the silence of the orchid.
The silence of the falling vase
before it strikes the floor,
the silence of the belt when it is not striking the child.
The stillness of the cup … Read the rest