Monday, January 31, 2005

end of January

in the slanting snow
I can see
the wind


moon grows
smaller each night;
I bury my head in the pillows


dark and stillness
intersect in my room;
thoughts careen through my head

Friday, January 28, 2005


rough red masonry,
cut thick to deflect
winter's tempests


potter's studio:
fragile porcelain wares
crafted by strong hands


worn, chipped edges
smooth to the touch --
sea glass


tenuous strand,
perilous tightrope:
spider’s web

Thursday, January 27, 2005

winter shadows

outside the door at night,
I hear a barking dog –
should be asleep


trees trembling
in the winter wind –
are they nervous too?


chill night,
I cross the street;
crystals on the moon’s face

Wednesday, January 26, 2005


bust of Buddha
on my desk:
bemused smile -- his or mine?


back from vacation,
I sit in my office;
light rain washes down


silk scarves
adorn my office walls --


candy dish:
so little effort,
so much goodwill

Tuesday, January 25, 2005


winter brings a quiet
unknown in other seasons;
long nights, short days


full moon behind
pine branches --
hide and seek


at the museum:
gray canvas rent
here and there by cerulean

Monday, January 24, 2005

departing weather

chained red bicycle,
wheels half-covered in snow;
full moon crossed by clouds


leaving the country
for the Twin Cities --
snowdrifts turn to gray


after the storm,
snow begins to evaporate;
white afternoon clouds

Sunday, January 23, 2005

last day at Crosslake

Crosslake at sunrise:
salmon-colored pillar of light
pierces the clouds

Sun pillar, Courtesy of NOAA

white furrowed field
interrupted by one tree stump;
withered brown bristle


last day at the lake:
each passing moment
more precious than the last

Saturday, January 22, 2005

light play

impenetrable gloom
hovers for days, lifts;
earth’s rotation quickens


blood-red disk
behind a smudge of cloud –-
faint glint


at dawn
light banishes darkness;
for hours, the sun reigns


upended canoe
riding waves of snow;
oars stowed away


visible bits of sky fall,
chilled, to the ground;
earth and heaven blend


blue glints on fresh snowfall:
diva's sequin gown
as the curtain rises

Friday, January 21, 2005

spirit of the woods

spiraling flurries lighten
a scene long since white;
half-coated pine cone


toting firewood,
syrupy pitch coats my gloves;
retracing footsteps


snow lies deepest
in the maple's crotches --
weighing down uplifted arms

Thursday, January 20, 2005

nuances of light

awaiting the lapping
glow of sunrise;
flames reflect in the window


buttes, ridges, valleys, shadows;
sun on the snow-clad lake


sun-tinged cedar ceiling beams
lighten as the sun sinks,
then fade to black

the cold days -- more from Minnesota

black to pewter to white,
time-tested pattern;
I wake without a clock


rocking chair
facing the frosty windows;
wood chips litter the floor


engine block frozen
at thirty-six below;
rustling in the trees

Wednesday, January 19, 2005

land o' lakes

trails in the snow
tell the story of a week;
next storm leaves a blank page


silent chimes
hanging from a painted loon;
thick gray sky holds back the wind


each ridge of snow
leaves a blue sun-shadow;
birch reaches towards the lake

scenes from central Minnesota

overcast sky, pure snow landscape;
pinkish cast out the window


wisp of flakes
levitates across the highway;
window slowly melts


sun peaks at a
forty-five degree angle --
shadows at noon


set of footprints
zig-zags across the lake;
one squirrel braves the cold