Monday, July 31, 2017

          afforded a choice of smooth or rough, fat or thin,
               I've taken the path that makes moonlight
                   most difficult to collect, to bear, to believe in

Sunday, July 30, 2017

         when you rise up when you lie down the tides in between

Saturday, July 29, 2017

            exit a pale afternoon lamps of the night ferry

Friday, July 28, 2017

           burned fields
             men move slowly
                  after dark

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

       night is a long time it seems the moon too is careful

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

         as aware as you apricot Chi Pai Shih 

Monday, July 24, 2017

          dark night yes,
              lamps of a

Saturday, July 22, 2017

           sometimes I
               find horses and
                      blue sweat            
                            from a fold
                                 of the moon

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

              or irreversible as falling i will be your double morning moon

Monday, July 17, 2017

        tuned then to the minds of geese the strained eyes of dogs

Sunday, July 16, 2017

        a man looks a cow and sad gourds on his back

Saturday, July 15, 2017

      the dogs are here..
       undoing the red knots
         from my face and neck

Thursday, July 13, 2017

        rouge on fog the night fishery 

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

       a sling blade
         kind of moon
            I want it sharper

Monday, July 10, 2017

     in the afterglow
        the speed of 
           the 3-4-3

 (for Yamaguchi Seishi)

Sunday, July 9, 2017

      in your snow
        the white bison
           do not exist

Saturday, July 8, 2017

           from any branch if
              I were/wished to
                 bow and fly so

Friday, July 7, 2017

           if you lent me
             snow and then
               to strangers
                 in the town

Thursday, July 6, 2017

          of Mount Matsukaze
             of the white pines
                 five months later


Wednesday, July 5, 2017

         on twigs
           like birds
             canary rain

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

                             this picture needs a cloud 

Monday, July 3, 2017

                    started them
                                          ten thousand flamingos

Sunday, July 2, 2017

       feed it more
        fat hands with tulips
           outer space in summer

  (for Sun Ra)

Saturday, July 1, 2017

      ......there's nothing but  birds,     
     bad news and a beatnik
           girl's gold teeth...
     hey, thanks for asking, Marilyn