Sunday, March 26, 2006

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Friday, March 10, 2006

Change

Before enlightenment,
I chopped wood and carried water.
After enlightenment,
I chopped wood and carried water.

Zen saying

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

SAVARY




I am on
an island

I see islands
clear

or as muted shapes
through haze

and water so flat
to walk across

seems possible
here we are

surrounded
by ourselves

the sea
and the house

residence
in pieces of ourselves.


This place
has become my mouth

the light swarms
through the forest

to the beach
under the guise of words.

Days are longer
than we know

and the nights are
trees and wind.

Stars and satellites orbit us
oblige us into sight.

My children ask
about he silence

their eyes search for it
their mouths hang open

in expectation.
Nothing announces night.


Two days rain
and thundered winds

we are surrounded
by growth in sway

our stay
a cycle of moons

not enough to know
if this is a year

of seaweed and rocks
or jellyfish and beach glass.


Pebbles go
into making sleep

set in wax
to wick up hours

much like
the burning moth

oriflamme arrangement
fingers and imagination.


We climb
over each other

to reach
the summit

but it remains
a journal scrawl

from which
we have been distracted

and now must look
elsewhere.

The currents of import
spring from

another space
another ground

where digging is
unnecessary

all we can do is
look

in each other’s
direction.