Tittercluckit buildsto a sharpsquawklike thebird stuck itstoeinto a liveelectrical outletConk-a-reeeeelthe birder booksays but I can’t makethose fit.They fillthe edgesof the woodsby the stream.Red shouldersblur againsta greeningbackdrop.Perpetualspring mating ritual.Busy chatter:Looky-heeeeer!
Ground
Each foray nowa little wonderThe brush wepiled last fallheretherea rustlingthen rushrabbit runsto the bank& awayand I no longerafraidof eyes watchingfrom underthe heap offallen ashsit& the log singsa symphonyof beetlesthe sound mayapples makepushing up fromwet earthall breathsquish & gurglegentling melisten
I’m Talkin to You, Julius
Isn’t it enough you eat your sister’sfood before she gets a single bite,and you cry like a wounded bansheeand slink around all day like a kohl-eyed teenager in a phase, and rideour shoulders like Cleopatra, and hog the chaise like a recliningModigliani nude, then wretch upa hairball cocktail, and walk away like it’s nothing, leaving … Continue reading I’m Talkin to You, Julius
After Days of Rain
After days of rain, blue sky.Time to turn the dirtshed the shirt.Draggin’ the wagon, to therhythm of thewren again.This big dig, sunbeam dream is a bow to the bee,her humble bumbledrone, the musicof a morning.Apple blossom dappled kingdom.Robin, worm, lemon balm, thewinds got calmand for one littleminute in aworld so flawedthe peaceof this patchis a … Continue reading After Days of Rain
Tall Tale
A smoke-grey cat with long legsshowed up at our house long ago.One of many wayward strays tuckedunder the rafters of our littlebrick colonial with the pink bathroom, dusty chandeliereddining room, where childrenpracticed piano in the corner and stretched the phone cord aroundfrom the kitchen to conductthe business of adolescencefor anyone to hear. Mothertaught school then … Continue reading Tall Tale
Early Morning Poems 