March 25
2020
On Tuesday morning
While I slept, New Mexico
Closed down ‘til summer.
#sleepingthroughthecrisis
She brings out my clay
And some pots. We smile, she leaves.
I pick up the box.
On Tuesday morning
While I slept, New Mexico
Closed down ‘til summer.
#sleepingthroughthecrisis
She brings out my clay
And some pots. We smile, she leaves.
I pick up the box.
2018
I read posts from people who are threatened by children and youth who protest, who tell adults what to do. They see these kids as pawns, they liken them to Hitler Youth. I see the parallel...
But the parallel I see involves the Civil Rights movement, nonviolent in the face of violence. It is sad they had to grow up so quickly. That’s what happens in times of war, and it appears that we are once again at war with ourselves. I am heartbroken, but these kids go past that to find their collective voice. I feel the glimmerings of hope. But I also fear. There are no taboos: when threatened, the powerful lash out, and this country is no longer a safe place to speak out, if indeed it ever was. I am proud that people still speak out, despite that.
I listen to books,
I read posts from people who are threatened by children and youth who protest, who tell adults what to do. They see these kids as pawns, they liken them to Hitler Youth. I see the parallel...
But the parallel I see involves the Civil Rights movement, nonviolent in the face of violence. It is sad they had to grow up so quickly. That’s what happens in times of war, and it appears that we are once again at war with ourselves. I am heartbroken, but these kids go past that to find their collective voice. I feel the glimmerings of hope. But I also fear. There are no taboos: when threatened, the powerful lash out, and this country is no longer a safe place to speak out, if indeed it ever was. I am proud that people still speak out, despite that.
I listen to books,
While a heavy sleeping cat
Lies across my throat.
The other cat bats
At the tethered ball of yarn.
I cannot stop him.
The Alley Cantina in Taos.
Peacock at the San Marcos Cafe and Feedstore
2013
The engineer eyes
The violin fingering:
"It's inefficient."
All dressed up at home.
Concert went well and I'm wired.
Firebird will do that.
First walk through the Bosque.
Sunset light, strong wind, cyclists
And gaggles of geese.
2012
Grey strait and grey sky,
Separated by blue hills.
Waves scrape on the rocks.
2015
Outside the Harwood
A lovely spring day...the Rio Grande and Santa Fe riversOutside the Harwood
The engineer eyes
The violin fingering:
"It's inefficient."
All dressed up at home.
Concert went well and I'm wired.
Firebird will do that.
Sunset light, strong wind, cyclists
And gaggles of geese.
Grey strait and grey sky,
Separated by blue hills.
Waves scrape on the rocks.
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