Wednesday, March 10, 2010

imagination

Helpful
imagination
in Service of
peace
and
a great joy

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Thanks to the OED for its word of the day: auxiliary.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

a day after confused

a day after snow
the smell of freshly mown grass —
we're all confused

Monday, March 8, 2010

nurse log

last night's raindrops
shimmering in the moss
atop the nurse log

Sunday, March 7, 2010

a milky kiss

clouds,
a milky kiss
clinging to the sky,

Fleeting happiness
scents the landscape of a day

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The OED word of the day for today's erasure poem is meek.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

shells in my pocket

walking on the beach
fondling shells in my pocket
the sun on my face

Friday, March 5, 2010

Alchemy of Love

material and immaterial things
an Alchemy of Love
interspersed with dust

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Today's (200th!) post is an erasure poem from the OED word of the day again: ounce.

Although I 'erased' it, I DID enjoy this from Shakespeare (Timon of Athens):

"My sweete, I hate these perridiculous asses
Whose braines containe noe, not one ounce of witte. "

Apparently, perridiculous means very ridiculous. I'm sure it will come in handy.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

art, the magic

I play'd the hand

art, the Magic,
gently drawn into the net

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Today's OED word of the day for the erasure poem is 'cheater.' Am I the only person who didn't know 'cheaters' were slang for eye-glasses?

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

whisper of silk

the march wind
along the iron horse trail
a whisper of silk

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Encountering mile post 2,135 on a trail is enough to give one pause. Looking more closely, it says "Chicago" and the penny drops as to why this is the "Iron Horse Trail," with moss-covered piles of old railroad ties in a couple of places.

Yet more fascinating is the story, displayed at the trail head, of the silk trains that ran in the early 1900s out of Seattle to Chicago and points east. These were trains with special compartments, given priority ahead of every other train on the tracks and run at high speed with only shift and fuel changes to transport the perishable raw silk to market. To the tune of $450 million in 1928. I think that's a gazillion in today's dollars. Who Knew Fact #1,307.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

irrepressible sunshine


in the spring garden
irrepressible sunshine —
daffodils

Monday, March 1, 2010

cherry blossoms

enlightenment —
from behind the wall
cherry blossoms