to maximize their receptivity to the lightning of thought.
Category: forest
Let’s be honest:
we were adrift long before we were at sea.
What brutal moonlight persisting throughout the day
has convinced us this stillness is meditative?
In the coming chill
we will all have to become subnivean.
What is more subversive than laughter?
Only love. Maybe.
sawed-off end of a log
sawed-off end of a log
now riddled
with openings
maple-leaf viburnum
maple-leaf viburnum / turns out its true color / is viburnum
state forest
haiku: state forest / a maze of snail trails / on the road sign
at the trailhead
at the trailhead / a maple limb grows down / into the earth
snake at my feet
snake at my feet / wanting and not wanting / to stroke its scales
sprouting acorns
haiku: “sprouting acorns / the No Hunting sign / nearly blank with age”
this motel
always has vacancies— dead maple
