Birth Wail

He visits the well in early morning, before the day opens for business. With a battered tin cup he dips out words and fragments to write on the pages of his unlived life. Ink comes from the blood he’s squandered, paper from the depths of loss. He scrawls with intention and from the silence gives […]

Tumbled Smooth

He lingers on the Moon and the pale light of Arcturus as the valley heat passes over. After years of avid collecting, he fixes his inner eye on release in the supple manner of trees. Going down the mountain the desire to climb dissolves; he notices the shape of streams, the color of rocks and […]

Faith of Leaves

Green leaves of the cherry tree sparkle in morning light while ocean’s breath cools the valley. Suffering these last weeks, reverence was hard to come by, attention to pain prevailed over beauty, yet the sight of you awakened me, ransomed my heart from the prison of bones. I take communion in the sacrament of thanks […]