bird's eye view

we hold the moon against the soft bone of days  what longing is reflected there? what missing?  what shattered porcelain sorrows crowd this ...

grebes tuka  bunting & grouse  herons  cormorants  blackbirds whistle  there -- along the Ångerman where I have spent my entire morning ...

words stopped sometime in december .... once the unstoppable  now a popcorn tumult churning swirling pony riding  swelling  hiding  amongst ...

sandhill hill cranes become words upon sandbars  blue water becomes the spaces between  dip & dance  rest & ruffle  waking to th...

recycled words from sorrow's lips replete with thundersnow & wine darken the corners of this trip no trace of trumpet v...

walls flat-line to ivory sails winter's ghost trailing love stories defined in black sharpie against the azure day shifting ...

can i not find the words or the woman   who writes under winter stars?  barren lies the fields cold the comfort  no tea served to crows or...