Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Geese over Albertson Park, Boise.
Boise has endured a week of below-freezing temperatures, with highs scarcely making it into the teens on most days. Still, the weather and winter light have been gorgeous. The geese were returning to the river in late afternoon.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
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Friday, January 15, 2010
Reflections on a Painting
Photograph of a part of one of my finger-paintings on grocery bag paper, behind glass with reflections of the office and window behind.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Poem - New Love in the Evening
Here's a draft of a new poem I'm working on and hope to submit to a journal eventually.
New Love in the Evening
The sky, a scrim of damask;
The bay a pulsing sheet of satinet.
We lay among the whispering sea oats
Sharing smiles and tentative touches
In sunset's sudden brilliance.
No tsunami of salty passions
No urgent struggle and tangle of limbs,
No shuddering of the earth beneath us -
Just a gentle convergence of warm awareness,
Like an imperceptible shifting of sands before the breeze,
A stirring and swelling of innocent desire
Sweetly buoyed by a slowly rising tide of nascent love.
I bent to kiss your lovely hands,
Surprised by your tears as you leaned into my arms,
While the new moon sailed above,
Stately as a swan,
Attended by a skein of twinkling stars.
[Update: submitted to Poetry Magazine on 1/13/2010]
New Love in the Evening
The sky, a scrim of damask;
The bay a pulsing sheet of satinet.
We lay among the whispering sea oats
Sharing smiles and tentative touches
In sunset's sudden brilliance.
No tsunami of salty passions
No urgent struggle and tangle of limbs,
No shuddering of the earth beneath us -
Just a gentle convergence of warm awareness,
Like an imperceptible shifting of sands before the breeze,
A stirring and swelling of innocent desire
Sweetly buoyed by a slowly rising tide of nascent love.
I bent to kiss your lovely hands,
Surprised by your tears as you leaned into my arms,
While the new moon sailed above,
Stately as a swan,
Attended by a skein of twinkling stars.
[Update: submitted to Poetry Magazine on 1/13/2010]
Friday, January 08, 2010
Tin Masks in My Office
Tin mask I made titled "Dr. Wilkerson's Palsy", after my former dentist who suffered a bad bout of Bell's palsy and retired shortly thereafter.
Another one of my masks, untitled.
Another one of my masks, untitled.
Thursday, January 07, 2010
A Countryman's Year
A Countryman's Year - births and deaths of animals and extended family members; planting and harvesting, hardships and Hallelujahs; the day to day struggle to survive, and perhaps to prosper for a season. This original waltz melody perhaps captures the feeling of a year experienced by a country family. This simple piece of sheet music has been viewed over 12,000 times in the past 24 months.
A Countryman's Year
Labels:
contra dance,
dance,
fiddle,
flute,
music,
piano,
sheet music,
string band,
traditional,
waltz
Milk of Human Kindness - Poem
The milk of human kindness
Is poured out on the floor.The angels of compassion
Have all bolted out the door.
The fear of unbelievers
Glides blithely down the stairs
And fouls each verdant Eden
In this world of earthly cares.
Eve has jilted Adam
Abel is slain by Cain -
The serpent in the garden
Walks amongst us all, again.
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
There'll Be Dancing
Will be rehearsing this week with other musicians for a special contra dance on Saturday. Not the usual band; this one a pick-up band, of sorts. All friends.
When Hell Freezes Over
I can't report that all the water pipes burst in the night, or that my citrus crop was ruined (don't have one). But it got cold last night. Was at a friend's until after midnight and returned home to a house that was 45F inside. Likewise this a.m. The high today will be 46F so I don't expect the house to warm up at all today.
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