Small stone: January 6, 2012

The edge of the continent.

Epiphany afternoon.

How alone we seem

at the Pacific’s endless

churning.

Small stone: January 5, 2012

An ancient palm

bark in almost fractal symmetry

obscuring the little cottage:

more than a century together

 

Small stone: January 4, 2012

No rain this month

Winter is here, I guess

The leaves still glow Autumn

Small stone: January 3, 2012

Imperious house cat

pushing aside the lace curtains

to catch the weak warmth of mid-winter sun

remembering other lives on the savannah

when he was king

Small stone: January 2, 2012

Nearly stumbling

his left leg twisted inward,

compassion falling into sympathy

into pathos as he walks toward me.

Laughing, he is laughing.

His little daughter is laughing.

His beautiful young wife is laughing.

Lost in misunderstanding,

I nearly stumble, then smile.

Small stone: January 1, 2012

first call of the year
talk of art and artists
excitement
how to pull insight
from sight