Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Friday, November 25, 2011

(the desire to give thanks, and other things) [in three parts]

Want fills to the deep.
For so many things; mostly
To give all away.


Why then this clinging!
Mistakes, mistook, mistaken:
Love is letting go.



Lately I am love.
I am the wanting and, yes
I, the salvation.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

(Tiny/Miraculous Series, 2)

That the door opened.
That he opened it, smiling.
Simply to have knocked.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

(Tiny/Miraculous Series, 1)

Hundreds of feathers.
Seagulls rest in fallow fields.
Soft breath-waves of white.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

(the best of things)

Kiss: She planted one.
He tore it up by the roots.
From dirt, gardens grew.