And now a poem about dolphins...

ADDRESS TO THE CEILING
K. Michel -

the dolphin was once a land animal
it walked around and drew breath
under the pressure of climate conditions
the dolphin was driven over a few millennia
in the direction of the water
its once fully-formed legs grew shorter
and shorter till they virtually disappeared
what the dolphin retained from life
on dry land were the lungs
in evolutionary terms that’s odd since
what good are they under water
probably it’s a kind of use
that’s beneficial albeit indirect
– think for instance of body hair
coccyges or in a wider context
the continued survival of poets –
perhaps the evolutionary bonus is
that it enables the dolphin to
surface now and then
to leap out of the water
and cast a glance at the blue
or starry or cloudy sky
and the coast

Translated by Paul Vincent

Coyote Sighting

November 30th, 2010.


A motion light came by the office behind the thrift store
when I was on the back step. I moved over to see what it was.
At first I thought it was a fox, but it was too big and too grey.
It moved forward slightly, looked around.
It was gone in less than a minute.

one donkey at a time

Meet Cassius Clay.

Moon Over Falling Rock

Impermanance

View things compounded from causes
To be like twinkling stars, figments seen with an
eye disease,
The flickering light of a butter lamp, magical
illusions.
Dew, bubbles, dreams, lightning, and clouds.


from the Diamond Cutter Sutra

MLK, Jr.

"Forgiveness is not an occassional act; it is a permanent attitude."

April 14, 2010

Stars are Mentioned

"Up there among the rocks it was cold, the night wind blew. There was no moon; he could not see the desert in front of him, down below--only the hard stars above that flared in the sky."

"...by day, unless the traveler is accustomed to such quantities of dust, he is supremely conscious of its presence, and is likely to magnify the discomfort it causes him. But at night, because the stars are bright in the clear sky, he has the impression, so long as he does not move, that there is no dust."

Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky

Fisht Fights

Etching 8x10

For Victoria

Have You Wanted Something

as long as you can remember?

Maybe now's the time.

Happy New Year, from My Raft to Yours

It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just happened.

Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn