Innocence sees that this is it, and finds it world enough. – Annie Dillard At some point you make peace with it Your life as it is, with all it offers you Like an early evening walk, half moon Hung in the tiger lily sky Black cows heading to the barn Bemoaning the end [...]
Geese appear high over us, pass, and the sky closes. Abandon, as in love or sleep, holds them to their way, clear in the ancient faith: what we need is here. And we pray, not for new earth or heaven, but to be quiet in heart, and in eye, clear. What we need is here. [...]
A day so happy. Fog lifted early. I worked in the garden. Hummingbirds were stopping over the honeysuckle flowers. There was no thing on earth I wanted to possess. I knew no one worth my envying him. Whatever evil I had suffered, I forgot. To think that once I was the same man did not [...]
So Much Happiness It is difficult to know what to do with so much happiness. With sadness there is something to rub against, A wound to tend with lotion and cloth. When the world falls in around you, you have pieces to pick up, Something to hold in your hands, like ticket stubs or change. [...]
Disjecta Membra * Take a loose rein and a deep seat, John, my father-in-law, would say To someone starting out on a long journey, meaning, take it easy, Relax, let what's taking you take you. I think of landscape incessantly, mountains and rivers, lost lakes Where sunsets festoon and override, The scald of summer wheat [...]