from his wrist 12.8.2024
to mine keeping
time when every
moment poses a
question when he
died & the
watch had stopped
& then she
transferred it to
my wrist today
marks the day
of Buddha’s enlightenment
here today gray
& rain the
watch loose around
my wrist where
does our reading
go hidden in
blood & breath
second hand makes
a steady sweep
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each being the 12.10.2024
moon how a
shape becomes a
person to whom
do you tell
your story when
each day slips
into place within
your body cells
multiplying dying &
dividing whose business
are you he
built his own
place carefully a
slight distance apart
each morning how
long before you
are limber he
loved the word
deliberate with this
steady rain the
ditch once again
an artery bearing
water to Coal
Fire Creek i
live here too
cows graze making
a path to
gather in shade
moon water person
turning & turning
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eyes upon seize 12.28.2024
assets you don’t
know who i
am do i?
large scale a
worsening wreck hurtling
toward what so
he called us
sad marvels here
trees majestic vulnerable
pines cows huddle
along tree line
& you know
something is happening
a private buddha
will never find
enlightenment you &
i arrive here
in silence parkinson’s
cancer & accidents
love & compassion
entwined with blood
anomalies tests &
explanations final books
rumbling & awakened
clarinet great wave
sets crashing on
the north shore
birds at the
feeder an hour
before severe weather
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if i’m not that person anymore
if the other shore is nearby
if your diligence takes place with ease
if the other shore is here
if you know exactly where to put away the clean forks spoons knives salad plates & dinner plates
if in your diligence you sense a surrounding joyous space around this given body
if once you thought yourself smart
if you know what we cannot see with our diligent eyes
if the silver bowl is filled with snow
if now you are upright & at ease
if five large pine trees keel over uprooted by a straight-line wind burst & they all fall away from your house
if one root-ball itself weighs four thousand pounds
if your beloved cousin-brother Ben has suddenly died
if a friend’s ambient music is an essential piece of that surrounding light
if you walk about on the other shore perhaps one day to return through rejuvenating mist
8.4.2024 / Duncan Farm
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no one
should read it
cover to cover
*
simple
is not
a simple word
*
the smaller dog
barks at the larger
but really wants to play
*
freedom of action
means reduced
time of doing something
for
someone else
*
each tree
is
perfect as it is
*
when it comes to
being & time
does one person
really know
more than another
*
rinse the farro
first 10.11.2024