Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Vacation By Kay Ryan

It would be pleasant to walk
in stone henge or other places
that have rocks arranged on the
basis of a plan, or plans
inscrutable to modern man;
to wonder in sheep pastures
or simply set on top Peruvian grit;
to gaze up at incisors
no conceivable jaw could fit;
to stretch to be ignorant enough,
scoured to a clean vessel
as pure as the puzzle, vestal
to a mystery involving people,
but without the heat of people.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012


Cats dance,
paw printing,
all catalogs
showing them
what make sense,
But these are
special acts
on pets such as Pat,
Kate, Anne, and Matt.
While some of the
cats look at
catalogs, we know
other cats go
mouse touching,
they get online
and meow via
skype at
dogs on the
other side of
the world, they become
dog's friend
and bring odds
to the house..
that's the worst
of that...

Thursday, November 15, 2012


what did we do to one another
that now we are as the Gods,
who are in charge of different states
but think in our wise heads
that mine maybe better than yours,
or I shall deminish the other to dominate,
Don't you know that the universe is big
too big to exclude anyone
and it's foolish to think criminal thoughts
while enjoyinh one's freedom of differring voices.
Be proud of your own associations,
Let others fly ahead, behind, above, or below you,
Latent flight can be managed to validate your focus.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Poem for Jan By Joseph Bruchac

seeking the words
     as wings seek the lift of a wind
     the thought of your laughter
     to lift me over the rooftops...

But you drift away
     with the long ago summer

And I stand here, getting older
award as a wading heron
     forever looking back
     over his stooped shoulder.

Friday, November 2, 2012

Ameshalee: For A. S.

Today, I'm dull, dull like a bull,
The lights have gone out of me:
My hunger for words becomes a gull,
Taxing about the gruesome sea.