Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Monday, April 04, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Year of the Iron Rabbit
when you wander the warren
of your mind
Burrowing deep into the ground of stability.
To broaden your field of vision,
Scan the sky for predators of distraction.
Then, stop in your tracks,
O Fearsome Bunny--
Proverbial Trickster whose cunning
Outwits pundits of sophistry.
For your path
is a zig-zag
Time to change course in a flash
Give into laughter like Bugs BUNNY
Show your mettle and step up to the plate.
For this is your lucky year!
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Rock walls hold the forest like a cash crop:
...some massive stand of late maturing corn.
A cellar hole, a hearthstone topped with
beaten brick, a spring box like a covered dish:
some raw ingredients of myth. Time is still
the laughing chef. Her favored trick: tectonics.
Six burner blaze on our modern stove.
You whip or simmer with no recipe;
know what to coddle,
when to bruise. Try glacier.
Verandah tweaked this older poem circa 1982 for my 61st birthday on January 20, 2011, which she posted on Facebook. We lived together for a time at Total Loss Farm AKA Packer Corners Farm in Guilford, Vermont (1976-1982) which she founded in the late 1960 along with friends Raymond Mungo, Marty Jezer, Richard Wizansky among others. Verandah has continued to live on the farm for decades raising her two daughters and scribing her poems.