Tuesday, September 18, 2018

                     deluge the will-
                        breaking rain yet
                           I could mend
                             your umbrella
                               what if

Monday, September 17, 2018

                          Walk the gray walk
                          down by the cold river
                          walk the lonely mind
                          down by the icy edge
                          stay out long and forget

                                               Ronald Baatz


       How sweet the grass
       How calm a place
       To lie bird quiet

Sunday, September 16, 2018

                              in such a way
                                   ten thousand sand eels
                                turn about

                                Beauty of the world
                             even for the little fishes
                               swimming in the river
                              during morning hours
                                     black as night

                                                   Ronald Baatz

from Bird Standing

                    that you're in black that I'm in scales paleness blinking in the dark

Saturday, September 15, 2018

                    Leave me bread
                    at least a few slices 
                    leave me your voice
                    at least a few words
                    to go with the bread

                                     Ronald Baatz

from Bird Effort


Friday, September 14, 2018

                   drops petal evening figure

                    what blush there peonies in a barrow


Thursday, September 13, 2018

                  The mind that is a lone bird
                  The mind that is a bare branch
                  The mind that is crying out across
                    a frozen pond
                  The mind that is a pond cracking open

                                                  Ronald Baatz