Keep it simple
So the past can find you
The love you lacked the courage to love
The one who was kind
1. He wants death.
2. He wants death.
3. He wants death.
4. He wants death.
Small your light
It takes the glow of many
To mark the night.
My red neck friends disdain her
Or hold her in open contempt
But she has given us a truth in a land of cities
It takes a village to raise a child.
In Texas God once turned a street to gold
and as an after thought - stretched soft textured air across a continent -
so subtle was the miracle that no one noticed.
If 1912 is the date he burned his boats
Then three poem dates I find of interest
1915 - The Road Not Taken
1920 - Fire and Ice
Friendships costs are many but the greatest pain is
discovery of friend as counterfeit: lover, wife, acquaintance,
class mate, colleague - it matters not
made of convenience, self, organizational need, usury:
The tides that ebb and flow
And marbled lights on broken roads
The warmth of poetry within
Reading the poet Sandra Fowler
The phone is quiet
Daughter and wife sleep
Clack of the keyboard