Re:turning a black eye

I can take it.
Being in the shadow
of a boxing bag
sour breed,
brooding
Re: return
too cold.

Returning piece by peace

Showering in a Redwood Forest

For Bonnie
P asked me if I would like to take a shower and wash my hair in her stall. At first I said no. Then I decided I would take a shower in her stall, where I decided to take the time to wash my hair. And then I lingered in the mist of it all, hovering upstream before I tested the silt.

Valentine's Day desserts

As though enough is not enough, I continue to indulge in the sweetness at my roots.

Managed to enter the Hillside Club on Cedar in Berkeley this evening, as the last person to be offered standing room only, where Haydn Reiss was showing his filmed interview of conversations between poets Robert Bly and William Stafford. "Even trees deserve their place." Artist, come home. "Find what the world is trying to be." W. Stafford.

The Day before the Day before Yesterday

Sunday 31 January.
The sun shone, the air was warm and balmy. Plum trees and daffodils were in bloom, not to mentioned the tulip trees generously laden with giant petals.
On the way home from our Sunday outing to the Camaldoli Hermitage in Lucia, we stopped by the Julia Pfeifer Falls in Big Sur.
Some days are more bountiful than others.