I am in here.
Mountains do require a lot of watching. We have to keep an eye on them. No telling when they could get up and run off after us in our dreams. Taking turns to hide behind each other so that maybe we won’t see them. Waiting to jump out and surprise us. Rising up under our … Continue reading [mountain watching]
The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the … Continue reading Love After Love
stray patch of sunlight glimpsed over a shoulder — no, a tree still full of yellow leaves
lost our way, then found it — moon at my right shoulder the whole way home… [12-19-88]
white pebble 