28 February 2013

At a meal with friends--
Good food, good wine, and good talk...
What could be better?

28 February 2013

24 February 2013

A path in shadows
Can be extremely tricky...
Especially now.

24 February 2013

23 February 2013

Ice on the sidewalk
I move very carefully
Slipping and sliding

23 February 2013

21 February 2013

Ice covers the trees,
Hangs from the branches, glistens
Under the street lights.

21 February 2013

20 February 2013

Making a quiet space
Finding the right book to read
Being still, at peace.

20 February 2013

 

On getting a copy of Mary Oliver's new book of poetry, A Thousand Mornings.  Here's one:


I Go Down To The Shore

 

I go down to the shore in the morning
and depending on the hour the waves

are rolling in or moving out,

and I say, oh, I am miserable,

what shall--

what should I do?  And the sea says

in its lovely voice:

Excuse me, I have work to do.

18 February 2013

Afternoon, storm looms.
Wind bends the trees; windows shake.
At last, the rain comes.

18 February 2013

17 February 2013

Looking for patterns
In my work and in my life
Very hard to find

17 February 2013

16 February 2013

Looking at the room
(Shelves full of books everywhere)
I see my old friends.

16 February 2013

15 February 2013

Five minutes ago,
Blinding sun.  Now, snow so thick
I can barely see.

15 February 2013

 

 

(I composed this about 2:30 this afternoon.)

13 February 2013

Sun on the water
Patterns waver and dissolve
As I drift, watching.

13 February 2013

 

 



11 February 2013

Not wanting to sleep,
No reason to stay awake...
What am I to do?

11 February 2012

10 February 2013

A cold, rainy day.
Bare branches move in the wind.
Inside, I shiver.

10 February 2013

7 February 2013

Dozing in the sun,
A book open in my lap,
Our dog at my feet.

7 February 2013

 

 



5 February 2013

Watching from the bridge
Reflections in the river
Shimmer in the dark

5 February 2013

Thoughts about another print...

4 February 2013

Three for my 65th birthday:

No beautiful corpse
No fast living.  Sixty-five,
And I'm still alive,

I always thought that
I'd die before I got old.
And yet, here I am.

 

"Bis hundert zwanzig."
A yiddish toast:  "May you live
As long as Moses."

 

4 February 2013


3 February 2013

Behind the old barn,
A ginko tree in autumn
Wears a coat of gold.

3 February

 

 

As with yesterday's, this comes from looking at one of the prints we're donating.

 

 



2 February 2013

Just after midnight
Drifting across Biwa Lake
Stars behind the clouds.

2 February 2013

 

We're giving some Japanese prints to a museum, and, looking at this one, I felt as if I were there.