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2016-03-19 18:53
In honor of our impending trip back to New Zealand tomorrow!, I wanted to post my Rotorua poem from last year's trip. I orginally envisioned writing a series of New Zealand poems--one for ea… Read More
2016-03-19 18:53
I finally have posted my next poem. Long wait. About the ghost town of Sego in the Book Cliffs.--- ---Bones of old coal-surveyorsburied somewhere--everywhere--under deer-trampled sageand ric… Read More
2016-03-19 18:53
I'm going to write a series of poems representing our 10-day trip through New Mexico and the southwest in October 2010. I want to accompany them with photographs. This represents an overlook… Read More
2016-03-19 18:53
Once I drove seven hundred milesacross the pocked face of Nevadahaving slept one hour in two nights.My mind wandered and I sang and swerved,drifting off--the mirrored brine pools along I-15r… Read More
2011-10-19 17:13
Waning sunlight clings to the mountaintopslike a snow of red cinders from a dying campfire.It sets behind West Mountain and Utah Lake,a glimmering pool of reflected magma spreadsin tendrils… Read More
2011-10-19 17:13
I stole out from the club and it was snowinga wet snow like rain,sifting down it spat my cheeks and didn't stick,went right through to the skin,made wetter my shirt anddampened the smell of… Read More
2011-10-19 17:11
I walk the railroad ties,thick metal tracks bloodstained with rustand rammed flush with spikes decades ago.The stubby thistles slide their spinesinto my bare toes regardless.The rain starts… Read More
2010-04-17 15:53
Watched an airliner cut through fogover the west valley.Children play nextdoornear the parking lot,shrieking in theirloose-fitting uniforms, ties untightened androlledup unbuttoned sleeves.T… Read More
2010-04-17 15:53
Still half asleep, opened eyes barely;woke at two, three, four and so on.Packed snowdrifts stream by in subfreezing weather.Fogged eyes and rear windows.The motor hums and warms andspit litt… Read More
2010-04-17 15:53
First night in a different house.The first out of another:an old nourishing home that was always too cramped,that we found a hindrance and complained about.Still we decorated it gently,drape… Read More
2010-04-17 15:53
I recently put up our photos from our Wyoming trip in July this year. Some of my favorites are below. Check out my photostream or the photoset Read More
2010-04-17 15:52
On your day it's snowing,wet and pale like your first moment,all wide-mouthed and noise and glisteningnew life.So small, your tottering formhas never been enough to containall that spirit an… Read More
2010-04-17 15:51
My little girl, while dreaming last nightI saw your Baby Kittysitting collapsed and formless,mostly black now from exhaust and dust and bits of asphalt,black plastic eyes still shiny and int… Read More
2009-08-04 18:20
I can hardly make out the stars,melted away by the vaporous streetlight haze.Machinery pounds and pummels somewhere distant,repetitive, like garbage trucks emptying overflowingdumpsters agai… Read More
2009-08-04 17:35
The dead predawn has snuffed out all life,all sound,the centurial dirt road torn into thedesert below is littered with a thousandhoofprints, trampled and endless and eroded,a shrine to an ag… Read More
2009-08-04 17:35
When the sun had hardly brokenand underfoot the dirt was cool,the tireless echo of water flowingstole my sleep(pouring and writhing over travertine,tearing it apart while building it),woke m… Read More
2009-08-04 17:34
On the ankle of an old sock,faint and red like sandstone dust,a borrowed climbing shoe left its mark,its memory, a reminder of that nightin December when it snowed silently,and we stole some… Read More
2009-08-04 17:34
Aspen and spruce shadows juxtaposed overtorn white, crumpled ice and snowand geometric lines and curves like so manyjetplane contrails converging.Denuded branches reach upwards desperately,s… Read More
2009-08-04 17:33
The crane obscures the skyline, looming, likethe handle of some blade plunged into the land.Capital letters blocked out:CAMCOCONSTIts tower rises, beam by straight steel beam, each dayedging… Read More
2009-08-04 17:33
Today I explored. I stood on top of this small hill over Soldier's Pass in the southeast Lake Mountains. Here's what I saw:It was really beautiful out there. My complaints: too much trash--p… Read More
2009-08-04 17:32
We drifted silently over the hills,following the dead glare of our headlights.Sirius and Rigel rotated slowly and swiftlyand the sapphire heavens blazed, lit and soakedin midnight blue by th… Read More
2009-08-04 17:32
It's ended.The place has mostly cleared out.The gutters are slick with ice,running still like glacier rivers.A pall of fog enshrouds uslike God's great frozen breath,bringing us in-doors whe… Read More
2009-08-04 17:31
And so the new worldchases balls down the street,searches the distant sky with manmade probes,follows small gangs of revolutionariescross-country,cross-globe to other small events--all of it… Read More
2009-08-04 17:29
We walked in during dawn,red rays on red walls, somesliver of ancient creation--desert then and now.Until the layers gave way to white,seething toward the sky like teeth,fangs, an unforgivin… Read More
2009-08-04 17:27
Watched him and his children playon bikes in wet streets--a father in his twenties,everything new and achievable.A wide world and invulnerable.That's me,years past and ahead.Trying to steady… Read More

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