nearly empty

mystifying, life.

All Year Round
Leaning against the wall…

nearly empty
When Benevolence
overflows,
with small streams

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Today's OED word of the day, from which the erasure poem was taken, is 'tilt.' I fear for the current generation of game players who will not understand this citation:

1980 G. HAMMOND Reward Game xi. 157 ‘No, we've already been offered forty by Frank Hutch’ ‘That should make him light up and say “Tilt”,’ Keith said with satisfaction.

bitter oranges

oranges on the ground
next to the bocce ball court —
retirement

tuesday 2 february

in Arizona
no shortage of shadows —
Groundhog Day

saturday 30 january

jumping out of bed
to catch the early show —
desert sunrise

friday 29 january

shadows lie
across the Estrellas —
coveys of quail

thursday 28 january

my yoga teacher:
"You're not waiting, you're being" —
hard sell at SeaTac

wednesday 27 january

a bold squirrel
munching furiously
stands his ground and stares

monday 25 january

lime-green sculpture —
the moss-covered tree
bathed in
january sun

sunday 24 january

round Poems roll’d
How Nature leans.

language
will not balance itself

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The OED word of the day is 'bias.'

saturday 23 january

without color
no place for bad design to hide —
january day

thursday 21 january

Free and Untrammeled,
I could see Evening
winding into great melodies
in a tangle of blossoms

Do not ask me how it is done.

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Today's OED word of the day is 'spaghetti,' from which entry all was erased but these words.

wednesday 20 january

on the snowy path
just the click of one snowshoe
against the other

tuesday 19 january

to start a day
on the water
is sublime

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Barges, booms and a crane are part of rebuilding the old floating dock at Seacrest for the water taxi. Service recommences in April; another reason to anticipate spring.

saturday 16 january

january sun
too weak to cast a shadow
but still...

friday 15 january

Love
Is a
heart pursuing
beauty.

What a life is this

the whistling breeze
Into the sea

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Today's OED word of the day for the erasure poem is 'woo.'
Though not marked obsolete, the last citation of the word was from 1903. Not cited was that the Canadian artist Emily Carr had a pet monkey named Woo.

wednesday 13 january

leaning in
to the creek a tree with a
brontosaurus curve

tuesday 12 january

january rain —
a series of
refills

monday 11 january

down the rocky hill
the stream finds a way
to sing its song

sunday 10 january

though sailors take warn,
the january sunrise
turns glass into gold

thursday 7 january

Mount Baker glows
in a sliver of sunshine
between hills and clouds