Month: December 2020

It’s a matter of folding. Folding back the clouds to expose the hard white nipple of the sky. She arches her back, finds the curve at the edge of the world, then relaxes, folding one galaxy into another, folding one dream into the one that has just begun. The great sleep is here. Close your…

Neblina is another Spanish word I learned during my time in South Texas. It refers to the lightest mist possible, where the water droplets seem to be suspended in the air. You’re basically just walking through a cloud. Today, there was rain all day, but it had let up by the time I went for…

The coyotes understand that my body is speaking an ancient language, one they can almost understand. They circle by with yips and yaps, the leader gives a gruff bark, gather up, press, release. The moon is on the rise, always on the rise , always waiting, always balanced on one side or the other. Step,…

I first learned this as a Spanish word although the English is quite similar. It happened in a poem that wasn’t just about the edge of day, but also about the edge of a relationship. It happened in a poem being written by two poets. It became the title of the poem. Those tricky poets,…

A pledge to experience every single day of my 70th year from the ground up. Some days a journal, some days a poem, some days just a breath into a still night – they will all join together as I walk the earth and record the pleasures and sorrows of every day I’m given

I am Capricorn, I am of the Earth. The changes of the seasons take place in my blood. From my earliest memories, I have lain in wait as each brand-new season unfolded before me. I loved and longed for and anticipated each one in turn. The reason I ended up in construction work was because…