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2021
Moon of Returns
The spider, the leaves, the circling North wind, the rain and the quarrel of sparrows: all return to their sources.
Soft winter rain
Clings to my body—
What a marvel.
Waxing Gibbous, Moon of Returns | November 2021
Moon of the Long Gray Skies
No moon/new moon:
A day is half dark, after all, like us.
What power fear has
New Moon, Moon of the Long Gray Skies | February 2021
Eagle Moon
The eagle makes her nest in the bare trees. It rains.
The sky of the plains—
vast and close, a lightning dome.
Fear, my steady friend.
Third Quarter, Eagle Moon | February 2021
Gutter with fall leaves,
winter’s endless rainwater,
and a cast-off mask.
First Quarter, Eagle Moon | January 2021
“D.M., the wife of the chief of staff,
was spotted carrying out a stuffed pheasant from her husband’s office
and loading it into her car.”
— CNN
Waxing Crescent, Eagle Moon | January 2021
What a vast nation.
Mostly it’s a nightmare that
I can’t quite recall.
New Eagle Moon | January 2021
Quiet Spirit Moon
Shortest days. Is the light on the inside?
I am my mother’s daughter
I am my father’s son;
my brother hews a stack of sticks
and gives my sister none.
I sit and knit and count the days:
one and one and one
Full Quiet Spirit Moon | January 2021
Each breath is new, yet
Nothing known to me is new.
Waves slide on the sand.
Full Quiet Spirit Moon | January 2021
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2020
Quiet Spirit Moon
Shortest days. Is the light on the inside?
Done. Wring the rag and
drape it on the bucket’s edge.
What work is next?
Full Quiet Spirit Moon | December 2020
Moon of Returns
The spider, the leaves, the circling North wind, the rain and the quarrel of sparrows: all return to their sources.
The vast gray outside,
much like the vast gray within:
a tangle. Not simple.
Waning Crescent, Moon of Returns | December 2020
A touch and a touch;
another and another.
An endless drip at the door.
Waning Crescent, Moon of Returns | November 2020
The earth may shake us,
Though typically it will not.
Why wait for tremors?
First Quarter, Moon of Returns | November 2020
2018
Quiet Spirit Moon
Shortest days. Is the light on the inside?
a fulfilling long term vision always looked fuzzy. now some real-life new experiments may be in order.
there’s abundance on many counts here, though: look at its external and internal benefits. see its lessons! enjoy it, even.
but think on this: is the abundance really that? or is it also a trap you’re stuck in?
-7p, Kp, -10p
Waning Gibbous, Quiet Spirit Moon | December 2018
body says
let’s change our environment so we can change our outputs
but mind says
please visualize the future vividly before drastic changes
and the spirit says
the higher road can be a harder walk. Slow down.
Waxing Gibbous, Quiet Spirit Moon | December 2018
When the eagles are overhead,
you wanna watch the water extra closely.
The steelhead swim upstream.
New Quiet Spirit Moon | December 2018
Moon of Returns
The spider, the leaves, the circling North wind, the rain and the quarrel of sparrows: all return to their sources.
thesis
move on with kindness
antithesis
but move towards where?
conclusion
follow your intuition
Waning Gibbous, Moon of Returns | December 2018
subconsciousness says
movement is important. keep moving.
consciousness says
focus on the destination you want, not on the one you don’t want.
superconsciousness says
there is joy is using what you have to create what you need.
Waxing Gibbous, Moon of Returns | November 2018
Spider Moon
Leaves cure into red, and between their branches webs quiver.
a little bedding
but otherwise just rats
in the rat’s nest.
Waning Gibbous, Spider Moon | October 2018
as fall advances,
squirrel moves quickly.
the trees tremble!
Waxing Gibbous, Spider Moon | October 2018
Two men slurp tea.
The crow shifts to preen
upon the wire.
Waxing Crescent, Spider Moon | October 2018
All night long
At rim of the canyon
The mouse shivers.
Waxing Crescent, Spider Moon | October 2018
The heron fishes.
I see, or do not see.
She carries on.
New Spider Moon | October 2018
Apple Moon
Fresh, sharp air and heavy sunlight polish the final labors of summer.
beneath the small fruit
sparring sparrows twist and flash—
hard to say who wins.
Full Apple Moon | September 2018
sticker bushes, and
a golden autumn day:
perfection, it seems.
Waxing Gibbous, Apple Moon | September 2018
the moon, they and I
we both move widdershins
a sinistra
Waxing Gibbous, Apple Moon | September 2018
what’s next?
the sun or the moon—
simple.
First Quarter Apple Moon | September 2018
rowdy children,
social time, then sleep:
a simmering glow
Waxing Crescent, Apple Moon | September 2018
night rain,
the weight of a work day:
inertia.
Waxing Crescent, Apple Moon | September 2018
how to show
a ranging set of thoughts—
the world, compressed.
New Apple Moon | September 2018
