Thursday, January 31, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 31

The weight
of cold.

The push and
shove of wind.

The sun, ah
yes, the sun.



Wednesday, January 30, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 30

O winter moon, poke
in the eye of the sky.



Tuesday, January 29, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 29

A crow
low to

snow,
as if

this is
a race

with death.
It is.



Monday, January 28, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 28

A winter
hawk strikes

at these
chickadees

and misses.
This time.



Sunday, January 27, 2013


from
THE OLD POET SAYS

“This old
poet's great

failure -
too many

words,
not enough

wisdom.”

*

“Words that
make sense -

you catch
what you can.”

*

“It is not enough
to want to write.

The poems must
want you.”



Saturday, January 26, 2013


from
THE OLD POET SAYS

“Ride the horse
til it throws you.

Poetry demands
that much and more.”

*

“Dial it up
til you can't

stand it and
hold on.

If you live,
then

write the poem.”

*

“I can't
help it,

writing these.
The world

keeps spinning.”



Friday, January 25, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 25

A cold
day

despite
the sun.

I have
nothing

to say.



Thursday, January 24, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 24

Glare of sun
on snow,

a shining
ocean.



Wednesday, January 23, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 23

Winter
afternoon.

The sun
slanted,

the glow
of snow.



Tuesday, January 22, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 22

Bitter cold.
The truth

undressing.



Monday, January 21, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 21

The snow needs no
song today. The wind

sings it anyway.



Sunday, January 20, 2013


from
THE OLD POET SAYS

“Sometimes you grab them.
Sometimes you get grabbed.”

*

“Careful now
of God -

he won't
let go.”

*

Whatever
God is,

it ain't it.”



Saturday, January 19, 2013


from
THE OLD POET SAYS

“If you see
the poem

and not
the thing,

I have
failed you.”

*

“Often poems
close with

long sounds,
but some-

times not.”

*

“If they speak
only to you,

perhaps you should
give them voice.”



Friday, January 18, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 18

Winter geese
on the grey sky -

dark scribble
for the patient

eye.



Thursday, January 17, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 17

Winter tableau -
light and trees

and longing.



Wednesday, January 16, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 16

Sometimes
the snow.

Sometimes
the light

off the snow.



Tuesday, January 15, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 15

Pigeons
set down on

snow,
clods of dirt

in the worked
field.



Monday, January 14, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 14

Mid-afternoon
twilight with

dark-clouded
sun-smothered

sky, and not
much promise

of anything
better

on the wind.



Sunday, January 13, 2013


from
THE OLD POET SAYS

“Your best
plan is like

a melody,
operative

only while
you play it.”

*

“Sometimes the line
matters and sometimes

it's something else.”

*

How poets pray -
“Let loose, Lord,

the least of your
angels. Let them

lift me up.”



Saturday, January 12, 2013


from
THE OLD POET SAYS

“Crest of another day.
All that is before you

is also behind you.”

*

“Don't try to write
after lunch, for

by then you have
forgotten

what you're here for.”

*

“You do learn from hard knocks
but I wonder at what cost.”



Friday, January 11, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 11

Winter evening -
pastel sky and

the illusion we
will make it through.



Thursday, January 10, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 10

Winter
sun has set.

The cold
descends.



Wednesday, January 09, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 9

Ah, coffee.
Another

cold morning
blessing.



Tuesday, January 08, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 8

Sun off the shine of ice -
there will be stars tonight,

too many to count.



Monday, January 07, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 7

The snow needs no
song today. The wind

sings it anyway.



Sunday, January 06, 2013


from
THE OLD POET SAYS

“Accountants
cannot understand

the babble of poets,
nor would we

want them to.”

*

“Your failure -
you write everything

but the truth of
everything.”

*

“The beat.
The beat

is steady.
The accent

may drift, but
the beat,

not.”



Saturday, January 05, 2013


from
THE OLD POET SAYS

“If you
think you

might have
said it

before,
you did.”

*

“Go ahead.
Say it again.

Poetry
bears repeating.”

*

“What do you
keep waiting
for,” they asked.

“I wait,” he said,
“for nothing.”



Friday, January 04, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 4

The weight of
winter snow

bends the boughs.
What we lose

has already
been taken.



Thursday, January 03, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 3

Crow low
to the snow-

covered corn-
field.

Sun low
on the western

horizon.
Evening yields

what it
has to.

The cold
holds.



Wednesday, January 02, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 2

Weak sun.
The cold

wind has
won.



Tuesday, January 01, 2013


LINES FOR JANUARY 1

No ode to joy
in January -

it's enough to
rise and half-

way shine.



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