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Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Mesa Memo



1.
Re structures --
the horizon and its lack
of cluttery maples,
turquoise too.
Structure and turquoise.
A color with vivid gloss
like that door in an adobe gate
beat up trucks,
the blue car in a driveway's shadow.
An abandoned house.
And everywhere turquoise.

2.
Yesterday's weather moved
in strokes of rain over the high desert.
Blue-gray clouds flung the mesa
across the sky. The Chama
glowed muddy red and brown.
I'd forgotten about these colors.

3.
I see it: sight line
of the same old same old
you know -- it's always trees, bird
breakfast or collage:
to make a blue door
from an old sock is the conundrum.

4.
Off to find a river rock
maybe a mesa to take home
though they'll charge extra
in baggage, there won't be room
in the overhead bins
-- pack it in with other trinkets
adobe red, Chaco Canyon
petroglyph,
swimming in Abiqui

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& for more, take A Walk Around the Lake.

Thursday, September 03, 2009

Coma

It happened so suddenly
I died, maybe
I am not here, but my mother is
And strangers, with knowledge
That I am somewhere
Its speckled, my perception is
About my journey to heaven
Or to hell
I must be going anywhere
I am nowhere.

Its that bleep, and that huff
That keeps me awake
I am the tide at ebb
But the activity edges me to flo
I am the jelly in the water,
From the fishing net I slip away
Into the dark and back in the light
I don't know where
I am still not there.