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rain falls
melting

long frozen sorrows below the
snow

frost heaved furrows open
soft earth

saturated
ground

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mid-winter slanted sun
shines the north slope
clean

while

my unseen face
faces

snow
sheltered in southern shadows
clinging perfectly to the branches and twigs

frozen still

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Due to major responsibilities this summer – and well, there are always excuses – I didn’t get to go fishing much this summer – only twice so far. And once my car window was smashed – and my rod broke on the same day. Still, It was glorious to be on the river …

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cloudless sky
breezes blowing away
the sun light
making brightness cool

i stand
on pebbled path
saturated in these waves, this radiation
from our close star

sun ticks off its timely orbit
each step moves me in space
and time
diurnal walk
i orbit this path
days and weeks and years

these days are so long now
new leaves glow yellow
transparent
feasting on the light
saving up –  even as individuals they must fade
and die

i carry myself
each foot-fall
articulate and purposeful
knowing this; the measure of each foot-fall
the march of my time

yet for a moment
looking inward
i stumble – caught unaware

stop
look
feel

radiant energy all around

sun
high
wide
full

tall grass waves and beckons
wild daises have contorted stems
fat robin hops then flies with no great care or effort
lonely bird calls in the distance
ferns unfold as from Jurassic forests
wild dill grown five feet – plate sized white spidery flowers spill over
blackberries’ tangled thorns threaten to take over
fire weeds’ magenta blossoms flames in a pyramid of blooms
wild cherry and crabapple trees have twisting limbs

we watched a grouse there once

wild roses show off their hips
elk have left paths and their pellets
fir trees, alder, and birch are silhouetted black against cerulan sky
– airplane above! six cylinders shout
electrical wires on wood poles – still tall, once live fir trees
dandelions yellow blossoms and white geometric orbs expanding
exploding
releasing parachuted seeds

forget-me-nots

this whole path a rail-road bed now un-railed
concrete bridge with chain link fences
stream flowing currents making patterns
trout swim constantly rising for food
in shallow water fish and shadow move as one
or in still sections chocked with
duck weed, green algae murky oily water
blue dragon flies, yellow iris

some beer cans sully the scene

sun starts to burn my arms

salmon berries ripe for eating
fox gloves spires with purple purses detailed with dots
wild flowers unnamed and unknown speak to my senses
ivory morning glories spirals unfold each day
axial forces of twining stems choke neighboring shrubs
thistle down fluffy flower and spiked spire
and a small dead weasel grimacing teeth

a vulture with very large wings flies slowly away

feet grounded
this trail and this track and this time
my fingers stretched out like the veins of a leaf
reaching into the light

lymph and sap
warm blood in birds
cold in the fishes
all of us chemical engines
elements and light energy

absorbing
ingesting

Aware

i am this – this is me

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The longer I listen
The more I hear

Birds

Filling up the

space

air

Foreground middle and
Back

Expanding

Painting a picture
Perceived
Patterned
punctuated

seen sound
Strokes of solos’ song
Each individual’s cry
part of a whole

Each to each
class and category
Variety, kind and type all

Call out to the

Noon summer now

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Summer day morning

Looking in the river

Which is the shadow

Which is the trout

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standing
on a bridge
above the current
four tiny trout
swimming to stay in place

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what is the name of that bird
individual of a species
clear and longing
midsummer song
sung

as twilight closes
or dawn opens the day
chorus crescendos
adagios of aching

this bird
and its brethren
intone and chant
long whistle and quick cry
calling and calling
addresses to the edge of light
then quiet

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summer is a wave
moving

leaves and flowers
burgeon and diminish

we  grasp the
tangent to the curve
and think the instant can be held straight
for the season

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Saturday nearly solstice morning
brilliant
only highlights and black shadows
no mid-tones
a fine day
to walk with myself

in recollection and examination of experience
imagination
in my mind’s eye
the earth
cycles round the sun
tipped
to reach this climax
of light

now ths
lucent lambent moment
i reordered my cosmos
rotated my axis
expanded the day

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