Showing posts with label journal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label journal. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

tuesday 22 december

the wind
&
white
feathers

for getting earth

in the
Wild
holy places.

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Today's OED word of the day for the erasure poem was 'pill.'

Saturday, December 19, 2009

saturday 19 december

december mist —
once again the world
is flat

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

tuesday 17 november

dilated eyes
watching the clouds roll in
with profound relief

Sunday, November 8, 2009

sunday 8 november

sunday afternoon —
a single sailboat leaning
into the storm

Saturday, November 7, 2009

saturday 7 november

trembling against
the stormy sky a rainbow
of autumn leaves

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

wednesday 28 october

nothing
on the horizon
but winter

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

tuesday 27 october

tumultuous clouds
fling themselves across the bay
autumn storms

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

tuesday 20 october

october —
the flower stalls filled
with vegetables

Monday, October 12, 2009

monday 12 october

street decorations
for Columbus Day —
yellow leaves

sunday 11 october

clouds floating
over Sunday morning
stillness

saturday 10 october

Arizona —
long thin lines
of long thin palms

Thursday, October 8, 2009

thursday 8 october

summer lingers
in the scent of salt water
and a toddler's laugh

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

wednesday 7 october

six trees gone to gold
keep me company
all afternoon

Monday, October 5, 2009

monday 5 october

blushing
under the red umbrella
the ghost pumpkins

Sunday, October 4, 2009

sunday 4 october

full moon —
a lone walker keeps looking
over his shoulder

Saturday, October 3, 2009

saturday 3 october

a small girl
in a lavender jacket
hopping on poems

After attending the 2nd Annual NW Tea Festival (if you ever get offered Li Shan (Pear Mountain) oolong, do NOT turn it down!), I wandered through the Poem Stones at Seattle Center. Rubbed a piece of an e.e. cummings one to start this sketch:

i thank you God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes...

Friday, October 2, 2009

friday 2 october

friday afternoon —
the ferry line stretches
back to summer

A sketch from Lincoln Park and its view through the madrones to the Vashon Island ferry boat.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

thursday 1 october

october first —
doodling 'o's
into pumpkins

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

wednesday 30 september

translucently green
maple leaves in the sun
calendar-blind

Thursday, September 24, 2009

thursday 24 september

warm september days —
summer dawdles on the stage
showing off