Embedded

"...we might coax you with pebbles
kept warm in the hand
or coins or the relics
of vanished animals..."

From "To Luck" by W. S. Merwin

Buona fortuna

"...the stables
where horseshoes hold

not just luck, but
beyond."

From "Book of Hours" by Kevin Young

Lactuca

"...within the ancient walls,
I walk from one epoch to another without a memory
to guide me."

From "In Jerusalem" by Mahmoud Darwish
Translated by Fady Joudah

Fantasia

"Well, come here towards the light.
Let me get a good look
at the ghosts in the grave of your palm."

From "Cruising 99" by Garrett Hongo

***

I never get tired of winter light.
Saw this on my way back from a Home Depot, house paint and brushes in the trunk of the car (hopefully it will be sunny tomorrow) and camera on the passenger seat.

Peek-a-boo

"Hello, hello, what to tell you was
The world's invisible..."

From "Historical Disquisitions" by Philip Whalen

Wrapper

"...there’s

hardly a vocabulary left to wonder, uncertain
as we are of so much in this existence, this
botched, cumbersome, much-mended,
not unsatisfactory thing."

From "A Hermit Thrush" by Amy Clampitt

Sweeter after the frost

"...opening itself
as if to eat the air, or speak in cabbage
language of the meanings within meanings..."

From "The Cabbage" by Ruth Stone

***

It's New Years in Central Texas, which means cornbread, and cabbage, and something with pork, and something with dark greens. And a bottle of "lucky champagne" from a dear friend, and time to think about the past years' adventures, and the adventures ongoing and to come. Happy 2013, all - may your year be full of joy, and freedom from want, and full of love and creativity.

Wire frame

"There’s a finer conviction than seamlessness

elicits: the Greeks knew a god
by the clanking behind his descent."

From "Ex Machina" by Linda Gregerson

Washed away

"...dissipating into erosions,
cuts and counter-cuts,

remembered as landscape..."

From "Waiting There" by Michael Anania

***

A bad case of restlessness is settling over me. Slept much of Saturday, so it's time to see where the restlessness leads.

Pith

"A stick a bunch of rags a flower
need no transformation. The hour
given to sweet motion is a soul."

From "Outbreak" by Donald Revell

In which I sprained my ankle and put more time into my marketing consulting business

Pictures and poems to commence shortly, courtesy of a sprained ankle and more time towards my marketing consulting business. Meanwhile, back to that first cup of coffee...and thank you for stopping back by, despite my lack of postings.

Borderlands

"I have seen that it takes in every detail
I can manage concerning the garden wall and its borders."

From "On the Existence of the Soul" by Pattiann Rogers

Angel

"She asks, Is there a map of these gates?

She asks, Is this one called Passages, or is that one to the west?"

From "Autobiography" by Michael Palmer

Mustard

"This is what you have been waiting for, he used to say to me.
And I'd say, What?"

From "The Gate" by Marie Howe

Glaucous

"A color merely, private, ethereal, collecting
Heft in the warp of time."

From "Ovid in America" by Averill Curdy

Insulator

"...only
casting a slight shadow on my table.
Of course I act as though I

haven't seen a thing."

From "Keeping Track of My Genius" by Jack Stewart

Troy

"I think I like this room.
The curtains and the furniture aren’t the same
Of course, but the light comes in the window as it used to..."

From "Picture of Little Letters" by John Koethe

***
I'm back (never really gone, just too busy)...
Hello!

South

"...birds
clamber south, your car
kaputs in a blazing, dusty
nowhere, things happen, and constantly..."

From "Quickly Aging Here" by Denis Johnson

Blown

"They entered the valley, and passed the roads that went
Trackless, the houses blown open..."

From "The Drought" by Gary Soto

Tensile

"...tell me then, supernatural
One, exactly how

Many days I have left to wake into..."

From "When the Gods Go, Half-Gods Arrive" by Lucie Brock-Broido