30/30/2022 Day 3: While the Sun

was stretching long ancient arms past all obstructions, to let light bathe His tenderly loved domains, I thought about winter, and a jet winked back at the morning, light skidding from wingtips As birds of other purpose skipped through limbs of elm awakening, then lifted Morning songs and I desired to tend small gardens along…

Day 2: Daffodil

Daffodil bend and see the surface rippling yellow frilled and delicate Is this the nature of water? Image by Siegfried Poepperl at pixabay.com

30/30/22 Day 1: Fools

That little bird, the other day singing in the morning, tipped his hand – how little he cared to hide from our great galumphing presence; though we did construe his slight and ruffled lozenge of a body, eye-height at the trailside as an offer, along with his voice – What else in this very moment…

Casino Crow

She sits before the blinking bank of lights smooth tower above her, random chance she taps the button, circuits dance a magic beyond her hope of comprehension, but resonant exactly to her comprehension of hope. This is us before the world. It rears in its random glory, we tap blindly at the play button, which…

Journey Song Arrives!

After a pandemic-induced wait of about 16 months, it’s here! The World Premiere of composer Mari Alice Conrad’s SATB Choir setting of Journey Song, sung here in a live recording in Toronto by commissioning choir Babel, under the baton of Elaine Choi. I first published a version of Journey Song in my 2009 collection, Fifth…

Gifts

To be judged by the content of one’s character. To associate with those refreshing souls who dare to ask uncomfortable questions, and listen, not in preparation to be offended, but in order to understand. A view to the East, and morning moments in which to arrive peaceably in the waking world, inspired by dreamful rest….

Words made Song: another collaboration

Canadian composer Mari Alice Conrad’s latest piece, The Peculiar Dances of Shifting Minds, inspired in part by this poem of mine which honours my late mother. Also on the program, new works by composers Athena Loredo and Alice Ping Yee Ho; all performed by Vancouver’s Allegra Chamber Orchestra, under the leadership of Janna Sailor. Congratulations…

Day 27: when day and night is a short story

To define a nameless haunting: what would you call the feeling of loss, on finding out only now, a grandpa’s span later, about ‘a skeleton of my granny’? To learn a thing that, as a child of the seventies, passed by: how people wanted rock and roll so much, that lacking vinyl platters, they recorded…

Day 22: Crayons and Other Fictions, or Metonymy of Mangoes

Those were the Tang-bright 70s, the Revello days knees grazed, skies so high and hazy with bonfire smoke – Who was that kid? the one who stuck things up his nose and roasted his wieners with the plastic skins still on just to see them shrivel. They were summer people dragged West with grandparents until…

Day 19: Constant/Transient/Permanent

from the bee wing to the soul comes a thrum, at once low and above the mind line, fine and high, lime-bright tingle of song, shimmer on the lake of attention breath of trees, yellow from the pine arms to the sun a cloud rolls: that’s my love of a season, windborne marked by fragrant…