thursday 10 december

crossing
( in various senses)

from autumn to winter

the mysterious

(How Far can you Go? )
may
comfort

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Today's erasure poem again courtesy of the OED word of the day: transit. (I tried one yesterday, but give me a break: probiotic!?!?)

wednesday 9 december

creeksong
shatters the stillness

tuesday 8 december

20 degrees —
the Michelin Men
have invaded

monday 7 december

wood and metal
unlabeled sculpture
stands in the bay

sunday 6 december

thirty-four degrees —
the forced abstraction of
drawing with gloves on

saturday 5 december

drawing jam --
jockeying for easel space
near the nude model


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Today was the 10th Annual Drawing Jam at Gage Academy. Last year 1,000 people came to draw, paint, sculpt and print with live models, music and food from 10am to 10pm. Had to have been at least that many today. It was a crazy scene!

friday 4 december

december —
sinking deep
into the earth

thursday 3 december

sun salutations
on a crystal clear
December day

wednesday 2 december

in the rosy dawn
the moon doesn't set so much
as it dissolves

tuesday 1 december

still a thrill after
seven hundred instances —
full moon rising