2020-08-25 18:07
Not the usual garden. Perhaps, best to keep quarantined though quite striking, don't you think? Read More
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2020-08-24 18:11
Some words are perfect even if they aren't spoken everyday. But when they are spoken, they send forth a visual. A gesture to being in two places at the same time. Like a sp… Read More
2020-08-22 18:45
At the center of these times are four letters: HOPE. Swirling inward and outward. No separation. The world's mirror is not static. Read More
2020-08-19 18:40
Glass gladly holds reflections. Sky is a vessel for clouds. A sauce coats a spoon. Paper soaks up ink. And above all, the hand open contains everything. Read More
2020-08-17 16:59
Somewhere, there is precise name for this phenomenon, but it escapes me. It's not a simple noun -- pen or spoon. More viscous than liquid. Read More
2020-08-16 22:58
See, night transforming reeds into magic pens. This happens whether anyone is present or not. Whether the favored wooden spoon is at the ready; whether there is paper avail… Read More
2020-08-13 17:36
2020-08-11 17:42
is an intimacy. Almost as much as corn & tomatoes. Or pen & paper. Something to consider, the next time you eavesdrop. Read More
2020-08-07 23:00
Rain will begin in 15 minutes. It's sound, a lullaby. It's difficult to put down such a good story even though it's a cookbook. It's been a fragmented day full of shadow and refl… Read More
2020-08-06 22:16
This year I have noticed so many baby lizards. Is it because the world is quieter or simply Zoomed-out?Which poem, what dream will happen this evening hours after I have stirred the sa… Read More
2020-08-05 17:50
And yet who's to say what a leaf, what a hand, what thought may hold. What spoon, a sauce. A pen, the final period. Read More
2020-08-03 17:40
colorful:fragrances& fragmentssimple actsrepeatingnot too swiftylanguid& liquid the seasonalripespun & swirled Read More
2020-07-29 20:29
as many as gesturesask any crowlisten for everyhummingbirdask the tea cakeas it cooksask the poemas it simmers Read More
2020-07-29 20:12
could not be happeningat any other timenor placecertainas a wooden spoonwas fashionedto stircertainas a penis drawnto inkcertain as cycles & circles Read More
2020-07-28 19:58
in everythingthat movestowardor fromsomecall itfrictionsomesassyfunsomewordsalad someare obliviouspoor dearsprobablyhave noregardfor the fineryof woodenspoons norredsocks Read More
2020-07-28 19:53
into something largeas ourhearts collectively Read More
2020-07-28 19:50
I have visited this spot. Many times. I know where the front door key is kept. I know how to shut the cranky hall window. I know the contents of the refrigerator.&nbs&hell…Read More
2020-07-25 18:49
free to roam beyond borders Read More
2020-07-20 17:26
how I can notknowwhat something isand stillknowits meaning?This principleappliesto gesturingof all sorts. Read More
2020-07-18 23:50
of sweetness & tang. Nothing like chilled fruit on a summer day. Nothing like a summer day cooling down. Nothing like chilled soup. Or a crisp line of poetry.&nbs&hell…Read More
2020-07-16 22:12
As does reflection. And refraction. And the painting light creates is pure magic. Read More
2020-07-15 21:43
Sound needs a container. We need voices. The kitchen requires a place for its spoons & knifes. Penscarry their houses on this backs Read More
2020-07-11 23:09
Opportunity to slow down & wait to see the next great living, start. A bud, a new shoot, a baby quail, a lizard. Perhaps, even a sunflower seed (although they are never singu… Read More
2020-07-07 01:00
and you are treated to calligraphy. Don't be stymied by the red line. Think of it as a border in a notebook that can be crossed anytime, by any word. Reminds me of salad bu… Read More
2020-06-29 16:54
is a wondrous thing. This isn't that yet memory is a great creator, inventor. So, we have a big, beautiful plate on which to place...what? Nothing but the plate itself.&nbs&hell…Read More
2020-06-28 18:34
in the companyof fish scales.Still,there is an eyeto all of this.And something/someonemade the swirlinghappen. No doubt,breathof somesort Read More
2020-06-27 15:09
A dream has its own watch.A spoon, its own rhythm.A circle is nothing morenothing less. Remember this,the next time you go walkingwith no agendaother than your feet& your hear… Read More
2020-06-26 19:29
abound.Close to home.At home. In the home.Home is lovewith a roof& a refrigeratorwith food& bookshelvesfilled.A well-usedwooden spoonto stir-upsome magic. Read More
2020-06-17 18:16
for the gestureto be finishedwaiting forthe eggsto scramblewaiting fora poemto appearacross the pagea furtivefoxwaiting for Read More
2020-06-16 22:26
2020-06-13 21:11
as energy created between positive and negative. The mouth knows this as surely as do eyes. Always look down, keep focused, keep pen/paper at the ready Read More
2020-06-12 20:14
Whether it's bark & branch or table. Many stories. Many voices. Much to learn. Listen Read More
2020-06-11 23:52
does kale look like mint? And you ask, what that marble of a full moon at the bottom under a full sun. Marinated kumquat. The rest -- pure elixir. Liquid poetry. &nb&hell…Read More
2020-06-09 20:56
do we? A simple dried magnolia leaf in the evening on the patio becomes a precipice. Or a sand dune. Or a simple dried magnolia leaf because the object was always a precise… Read More
2020-06-06 22:44
and waiting for company. It will be some time before we gather at the Blue Umbrella Bistro which, by the way, isn't a restaurant. It's a gathering spot for friends. F… Read More
2020-05-28 23:49
and the first time I tasted fried eggs in Amsterdam as dinner. An image links memory & dream. No small feat. Much like a few words for a sentence. A few ingredien… Read More
2020-05-26 22:24
Artichokes are like succulents. Fractal and otherworldly. So mesmerizing, they demand to be counted like each step as you approach them. Some things otherworldly are edible… Read More
2020-05-25 18:22
My refrigerator is an abstract landscape. Then again, is landscape ever a truly abstract experience. This is certain, pandemic writing has a different gesture-palette, pala… Read More
2020-05-24 19:55
Yup, pandemic cuisine. Pasta for breakfast. Toasted & red-pepper flaked walnuts, Parmesan, lemon zest, lemon juice, lots of mint & blistered broccolini. When I take… Read More
2020-05-21 17:19
Or perhaps, a match struck? Perhaps, neither. Or both? Read More
2020-05-18 23:07
Consider this, a meditation on hope. Read More
2020-05-15 20:57
or the joys of the unexpected. Which is nothing less that reading -- whatever. The unexpected almost always makes me smile, brings me joy. Much like the unexpected ping of… Read More
2020-05-12 16:29
see what is around and within. The confluence of trees, sky & all things flowering. Much like a recipe sees and feels all the ingredients swirled together to make a cohesive… Read More
2020-05-11 23:46
one of my happy places opensup. I will see succulents awash with bloom & rain drops. I anticipate the shape of each fractal much like a poem or the scent of something yummy.I… Read More
2020-05-09 18:17
Mutable calligraphydependent on time& the measure of sunoffers the futurepossibility of picnics Read More
2020-05-05 17:08
and emotional especially when trying to discern a narrative. Just let the gesture be the gesture of the moment. Let a carrot be a carrot. Let a few lines on a page, be the… Read More
2020-05-04 23:51
DumbledoreR.I.P May 1, 2020 Read More
2020-04-29 17:25
a prismatic adventure. Am I asking what's the emotional difference between adventure & journey? Am I asking what's the difference in vibration between a hummingbird & robin? Am… Read More
2020-04-26 20:31
Composite & grass. Who painted this piece? Light, of course Read More
2020-04-25 15:19
pollen as caterpillar. Both very interesting sounding words. Actually, all words are interesting even the muscular but petite connections. I'm thinking the tracks upon whic… Read More
2020-04-24 21:00
of a red winged blackbird. How sky hugs a tree. How a Red-Veined Darter or Nomad sees the one it loves. Bows & butterflies, too. A feeling of cherries. The fancif… Read More
2020-04-23 19:00
seems to go faster when skies are grayed and grass appears lusher. And trees are locks of hairhanging low. Isn't "hanging low" an amazing phrase? Apt for our time. W… Read More
2020-04-22 17:56
alter the heart, feed the spirit, house the spirits. These magnificent beings create poems & are poems themselves. Also, trees inspire plants to be cooked, eaten & praise… Read More
2020-04-22 17:03
and their two guardians Read More
2020-04-21 18:47
Fragile, fleeting with a life force to inspire. Tenacious, for sure. Like the seasonal whether wild berries or petite poems. Time harvests as and where she wishes Read More
2020-04-21 18:40
and outside looking inwardVery much what the ripe does seasonally. Very much what a poem wishes for itself, too. The kitty is the arbiter of truth Read More
2020-04-20 15:31
Vibrancy helps during a pandemic whether it's Spring being Spring or a strawberry thanking Balsamic vinegar for jazzing it up a bit. Salty blue cheese, walnuts, mandarin oranges, and m… Read More
2020-04-17 23:40
I say ruffled. But beauty is beauty no matter the word used. A poem is a poem, if the one who crafted it, says so. A meal is tasty is the mouth says "yes." By the way… Read More
2020-04-16 18:19
and it makes these carrot ribbons with mandoline-sliced raw beets with curry dressing & toasted pistachios quite the uplifting dish. Especially at this time, colorful nourishing fo… Read More
2020-03-29 16:51
Spring is being itself -- riotous with color, texture, shape, fragrance & attitude. It's a good time to walk (6 feet apart), cook asparagus and other vegetal delights, and made pet… Read More
2020-03-26 22:51
similar to a good book & soup for dinner. Who can tell me, when I see a tree trunk, I want to reach for my pen? Read More
2020-03-24 17:53
nightremainsthe mostrefinedstillvoice Read More
2020-03-23 18:00
and looming. Truly, aren't clouds as structurally solid as trees, hill or even a poppy patch? Or our imagination? Or the memory of the first soup we tasted? Or the so… Read More
2020-03-21 20:35
a cat purringrice steamingcoffee brewingbread bakingroasted potatoes w/rosemarythe silence of poppies, bloomingsufficient pen & paperthank goodnessthe list is endless Read More
2020-03-20 17:47
Stained glass. Adding metallic salts to glass to release brilliant hues as well as metaphorical stories. Back to stained glass; makes me think of preserved eggs. That's a l… Read More
2020-03-20 00:16
For me black & white makes me think of print with its myriad of geometric configurations. A taste for texture & shape. Yea for Gutenberg. Or ink etching letters int… Read More
2020-03-17 18:37
It's Sweetie's birthday -- 12 years. Beautiful, regal, sensitive. The softest fur imaginable. And, would you believe, a hair stylist? And never, never without her pink hear… Read More
2020-03-12 17:16
are prismatic. As are words. As are simple Spring vegetables -- roots & all. I'm thinking, in particular, of rainbow carrots, rainbow radishes Read More
2020-03-11 21:23
With a taste reminiscent of vanilla, white beets are a few favorite. At first, I thought a mutant turnip was gathered in a bunch of Spring beets. But no, white beets exist.  &hell…Read More
2020-03-05 23:05
would the playing be more fun? Or perhaps, a petite beach complete with a rake? The same can be said of the kitchen & reimagining ingredients. Now consider, the alphabe… Read More
2020-03-03 17:00
becomes unrecognizable, is it becomes too much space needs to be traversed? Or is it the time it takes to cross the street -- in either direction? Time & direction play out d… Read More
2020-02-27 17:21
Mother Earth knows how to host a party.Mother Earth knows how to grow vegetables & fruit.Mother Earth knows how to be a poem.Mother Earth, listen to her Read More
2020-02-26 22:56
Some words are apt to the occasion. Some energies rise & sparkle. Some foods know intrinsically how to be their better selves. Carrots, in particular. Sometimes t… Read More
2020-02-25 18:48
there are flames. Often in the shape of calla lilies. Or perhaps, the swirl and dance of petite poems. Look closely. Look deeply. And remember, cook tenderly fo… Read More
2020-02-24 17:54
appears as an aqueous underground. But there are mountains in the sea, aren't there? And flying fishes are birds for a while. And for sure, everything done in the kitchen i… Read More
2020-02-23 16:52
are still crabs. The same can be said of trees, pavement & especially crows. Although crow and crab share little in common, I would imagine. Although any connection is… Read More
2020-02-23 16:43
But back up. I was anticipating the bloom on this glorious succulent for some time and yesterday, she arrives in waxy, stately splendor. And because I alway anticipate a rainbow… Read More
2020-02-20 18:15
For instance, each side of the spoon -- concave/convex -- has it's own serving of stories. And remember, tea is nothing short of a sunrise. I'd go as far to say that tea is veget… Read More
2020-02-18 17:44
We see what we see. But can what we see be translated into a language understood by another? By a crow? For sure, crows are petite poems with personality. Prickly, so… Read More
2020-02-14 16:59
What would the day be like if this is how we saw a simple eucalyptusand we know, eucalyptus are never singular. Take this concept into the kitchen where aroma becomes a rainbowor onto the pa… Read More
2020-02-12 17:50
now considerthe wordbraided --as inbraided breadbraided wordsall throughthe eye& the needle Read More
2020-02-07 18:29
Hope is festive. So let's wear it. Let's eat colorful food. Let's write with rainbow ink Read More
2020-02-05 19:51
February is the peek-a-boo month. Persimmons gone and English peas not yet.Sunsets & sunrises are plentiful.Valentine's Day, waits in the wings& hopefully a haiku, too. Read More
2020-01-28 18:29
Rocker & prayer shawl. Full of holes for the soul, for the story, for the retelling of light, for the coming of dark. For the next bowl of homemade soup, for orally publishin… Read More
2020-01-28 18:20
These wheels remind me of spoons set deeply in a drawer of many spoons, of many knives. Like a poem which is really 5 or 7 poems when pen separates the bulbs. Gestures really. Wh… Read More
2020-01-27 16:21
in equal measurewith equal intention& somewherewithin hearingthe seesawstilledas eachmonthcomesto closingthe next openingthe same truewith a mealwith the nextscatteredgesturespenningair Read More
2020-01-27 16:15
suspended, as an artifact, as a piece of cherished jewelry. Any or all. Consider a wooden spoon left on the counter. Consider a single word on a page. Read More
2020-01-25 16:11
To me, this would be the eye of curiosity looking inward, looking outward. Perhaps, water is involved. Definitely, wings & a fine dusting of light. and a spot of red. Thinkin… Read More
2020-01-25 01:45
Just a fact of life and of seeing. The same is true with feelings, cooking & writing. And always, always true with writing. Trunk, branch, sky & implied roots. &nbs&hell…Read More
2020-01-22 23:04
Here's one such landscape, and she has her eye on you. Yes, most landscapes are feminine -- at least in the English language. In the kitchen, the feminine reigns. Spoons in… Read More
2020-01-20 19:22
faces are everywhere. It's the very nature of living -- things & ideas. Ah, those eyebrows tufts, wouldn't they win over the heart of ice. Speaking of ice, do you know… Read More
2020-01-19 22:24
is a palpable landscape, for sure. Imaginative, too. Much like a recipe with substituted ingredients. Like a poem edited so its inverse is witnessed. Read More
2020-01-19 01:42
persimmons will soon be unavailable except as memorywhich is an excellent fall-back planas is anticipationnowI'm gearing-up for asparagusfava beans& any poem which chooses &hell…Read More
2020-01-19 01:35
and I'm running toward what feeds me. Sometimes, persimmons are the thing itself. But don't you think a persimmon is also a dandy word. While I'm at the Bancroft Succulent… Read More
2020-01-19 01:29
may allintentionshonorthe light& the dark Read More
2019-12-30 00:41
The end of the year signals the beginning of the next and almost always involves a window. Liquid art. What frames intentions better than a window. If you be lucky, a cat… Read More
2019-12-27 17:17
No gesture can quite capture (nor should it) a center. Nor what flows from it. Mystery is just this-- small as a sky, large as a pebble, and the source of each haiku. Think… Read More
2019-12-27 17:17
Some can only be named in the abstract and yet names & details are sources of beauty. Something to consider as you eat breakfast, as you place the next gesture to paper Read More
2019-12-25 19:03
for this time of lights. For the time of moving inward. Now, you are ready to give up the waiting, the stillness. Your feet have never given up on their love of imbalance which l… Read More
2019-12-25 18:55
There's something about trees in winter. Leafless. Vulnerable. Raw beauty. And yet, and yet, here are winter persimmons for the picking. And for the birds. &nbs&hell…Read More
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