Saturday, July 30, 2011

Friday, July 29, 2011

Thursday, July 28, 2011

halfway through the day

i realize that i've been
worrying through
and nearly missed it all.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

nobody else showed up to practice yoga today

it was just me and the teacher
i was nervous to be so closely observed
what would she think?
would she think i was terrible?
would she think i was ugly?
would she think this was a total waste of her time?
"it doesn't matter what she THINKS," i reminded myself
"just do your practice."
i smiled and we began.
for 90 minutes she pushed me and pulled me and tweaked me
afterward as i lay in corpse pose i felt such gratitude
what a gift
the gift of 90 minutes

Tuesday, July 26, 2011


the word last has such finality to it
last day
last time
last goodbye
but last is a false concept for humans
we never really know what's last until the last moment
last beat
last breath
last word

Monday, July 25, 2011

i sit up - wild-eyed - in bed

i didn't write a small stone today!
i glance over at the clock
it reads 11:59 pm
yes, i did!
ah, now i can rest.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Saturday, July 23, 2011

it's been years

since i lay on the grass
watching the clouds go by
looking for shapes
noticing textures
feeling the movement
i could stay here forever

Friday, July 22, 2011

a harried man

carries a crying baby in one hand
so tiny and thin he must be a newborn
(his scrawny, dangling legs remind me of my son's when he was born)

in the other hand, a poopy diaper
he walks with determination and exhaustion
to the garbage can
i watch with a mixture of sympathy and terror
i remember those days

Thursday, July 21, 2011

yesterday it was summer at noon

and winter by five o'clock.
this morning it was fall and pouring rain.
now, at six o'clock in the evening, it is spring,
sunny and lightly raining.
four seasons in twenty-four hours.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

a black cat sits in a window

--framed, meditating.
i stop and stare for a moment
he turns to me as if to say,
"what are you looking at?"
then returns to his practice

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Sunday, July 17, 2011

i worry

that i am becoming addicted to small stones
as soon as i pick one up,
i look around for another

Saturday, July 16, 2011

the warm sun on my arm

through the driver's side window
makes me feel young again
like my life is all ahead of me
and i could go anywhere

Friday, July 15, 2011

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Monday, July 11, 2011

Sunday, July 10, 2011

alternachick texting

framed in the box office window
jet black pigtails
thick horn-rimmed glasses
scarlet lips
a photograph in my mind
entitled "seattle 2011"

Saturday, July 9, 2011

calla lilly

poking your stark white head out from among the weeds
sticking your tongue out at me

Friday, July 8, 2011

Thursday, July 7, 2011

6 pools

warm, warmer, warmest
hot, hotter, hottest
rocks, trees, sand and butterflies
heaven in idaho

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

the smell of sagebrush

baking in the sun as we drive across eastern washington
clears the mind
like god's own smudgestick

Monday, July 4, 2011

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Friday, July 1, 2011

zoe yogurt

peanut butter swirled with chocolate
in a compostable cup--
doubly delicious.