Poem – Snow Always Proceeds the Fall
The depth of days, carrying the memories from the past through the present into a future laid bare...
Poem – From the Marathon
The poem “From the Marathon” from the reading on 05/04/14. This piece is part of a larger work...
Poem – One Truth
The poem “One Truth” from the reading on 05/04/14. The rain filled dharma is still dharma. Rain falls...
If Jackson Pollock was a photographer, #1
I imagine one of his photos would look like this:
Poem – Across the Empty Field
I see a shadow sitting beneath a tree. The tree does not move and the shadow is still....
Poem – Untitled
Sometimes word just get in the way of the image. The image speaks everything we want to say...
Poem – Valley
Another great afternoon of snowshoeing and breaking trails with a clear cold sky. The treat at the end...
Fields of Snow
A foot of new powder, deep blue skies, and a quiet afternoon of snowshoeing. Nature’s fury becomes the...
From the depths of winter
Just finished moving to a new house (whose idea was it to move in winter?) and we have...
Poem – Gate
Passing the building made of stone outlines of people in the windows. Are they watching the patch-robed monk...
The Guardians of Silver Lake
Minnesota. Negative 10. Snow and beautiful sunshine. The trail is empty. The sky is clear. The snow crunches....
Two Winter Poems
A few zen moments as I took the snowshoes through the woods and to the hill top overlooking...
Winter’s Message
Within the depth of winter, there is a message. As 2013 comes to a close, we look back...
Poem – Morning purple sky
Morning purple sky becomes a thick icy fog consuming the landscape until the only path, the only way...