Jan. 9 The raven flew across the meadow going east, overtaking me as I walked east, myself, towards the house. I laughed when I could suddenly see that I was flying, I was the raven flying, though I never left my own body, I was still the one walking. I saw the long chain of…
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211027 afraid
Oct. 27 Now and then the wind picks up the leaves for a little dance. They swirl like the snow devils to come. (Wallace Stevens) * It was when I said, “I will not be afraid any more.” that the pain got worse! For two days I was much worse again. That’s why the poem…
210414 ridge stream newborn calves trout lily
Apr. 14 Is today an “ides” or is there only one in March? This view is familiar to you by now, I know. There is a perimeter, along the borders of our lawn, of seemingly random fence posts. They are unprocessed bits of tree and seem to have no purpose. However, yesterday the fence was…
201107 November Trees Shoe
Nov. 7 A brave small tree by the stop-sign is (almost gleefully) turning red. When, in 2016, Trump became the republican candidate, I heard a shoe drop, and waited for the other shoe. No one really believed that Trump would…