#176-200 : June 17, 2005-Present


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Monday, July 18, 2005

[Carlo Pittore]

He gave to us all
and enriched our lives with love
we'll miss his embrace

Carlo, sweet, thanks for always asking.
We know what you did with your art.

[SnapBack from Sara Nics]

"The space we stood around had been emptied
Into us to keep, it penetrated
Clearances that suddenly stood open.
High cries were felled and a pure change happened."

from "Clearances" by Seamus Heaney

[SnapBack from Carter Ruff]

This world is not conclusive
A sequel lies beyond
Invisible as music
But positive as sound

Emily Dickinson

[SnapBack from Martha Miller]

for Carlo

What have we to say
to the sky?
What can we tell the wind?
How have we lived in
moonlight, sun shine?
What does the grass know of us?
Stick your hands in the water,
and tell the truth.

Will there still be stars?

Gary Lawless

[SnapBack from Martha Miller]

[SnapBack from Martha Miller]

Sunday, July 17, 2005

[Shared Bounty]

Baskets of produce
fresh picked from the farmers' fields
money changing hands

Saturday, July 16, 2005

[Summer Blessings]

Shafts of sunlight
towering afternoon clouds
balmy summer breeze

Friday, July 15, 2005

Summer Music

Derelict dancehall
just perched on the river rocks
now full of bird song

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Kayak Calm

The wink of paddles
flashing across the still bay
a splash of sturgeon

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

[Sweat & Hay]

In between showers
the farmers go round and round
making the meadows

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

[Memory Games]

landscapes out of our childhood
let us play agai

Monday, July 11, 2005

[Cultural Sparks]

That summer friction
when the city comes downeast
and rubs the locals

Sunday, July 10, 2005

[High Summer]

Eagle climbs the sky
until lost in sun's dazzle
and we squint our eyes

Saturday, July 9, 2005

[Fog Maker]

Trickster time again
when best laid plans unravel
in the fog and rain

Friday, July 8, 2005

[Sure as Snakes]

There will always be
serpents coiled in the hay
eyeing us askance

Thursday, July 7, 2005

[High Voltage]

The lines of power
drape from pylon to pylon
humming in the fog

Wednesday, July 6, 2005

[Hay Making]

The first cut is down
three days of a drying wind
and they got it bailed

Tuesday, July 5, 2005

[Summer Wind]

Hot sun on the bay
luring in an ocean breeze
to shake the roses

Monday, July 4, 2005

[Flag Waving]

Great swags of bunting
boasting the red white and blue
line the parade route

Sunday, July 3, 2005

[Morning Harvest]

Strawberries are ripe
up to our elbows in dew
with our hands bright red

Saturday, July 2, 2005

[Home Ground]

Garlic is in curl
and salad is getting high
soil on our hands

Friday, July 1, 2005

[Slug Heaven]

Another damp day
and the world is glistening
but ever so slow

Thursday, June 30, 2005

[Traveler's Tales]

On a distant shore
the same fog envelopes us
and we search for marks

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

[Summer Snapper]

On the longest day
the big snappers lumber up
and scratch in the sand

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

[Fool's Errand]

Round and round about
we ride the cycle of time
laughing at our fate

Monday, June 20, 2005

[River Encounter]

Beaver out swimming
just minding his own business
gives me a wary eye

Sunday, June 19, 2005

[Clearing Wind]

Lupines standing tall
shaking themselves in the breeze
as the world drys out

Saturday, June 18, 2005


Making promises
when the clover is in bloom
to share the reaping

Friday, June 17, 2005

[Softshoe Lobster]

Scuttling spiders
now shedding their hard old shells
sure make sweet eating