Monday, February 27, 2017


        so near the
         forest's end
          I'll stay till
            art decays
              me

Sunday, February 26, 2017

  
 
     what blush there was when peonies wheeled the barrow with i abloom inside

Saturday, February 25, 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
  

Friday, February 24, 2017

 
       the horse dreams
         the old woman
           in the forest

Thursday, February 23, 2017


      dark night yes,
        lamps of the
          purse-seiner

Thursday, February 16, 2017



          as aware as you apricot Chi Pai Shih

      

Tuesday, February 7, 2017



        or irreversible as falling i will be your double morning moon

Saturday, February 4, 2017

 

        gone by
          retouched
            tin boat winter

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

  

      marsh reed thin and purple cold