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Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Dinner show
Bah-DEE-Bah!
Chickadees sing scat -
dinner show at the bird feeder
Chickadees sing scat -
dinner show at the bird feeder
news from a small town 7, April 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Outside in
Ice limns the limbs
of the hawethorn tree outside -
inside, chocolate steams in the cup.
of the hawethorn tree outside -
inside, chocolate steams in the cup.
The door pushes open
and in comes the crowd,
laughing about carbohydrates.
and in comes the crowd,
laughing about carbohydrates.
It would take digging, not coins
to unhide the ones snuggled
in the roots of a winter-neutral tree.
Oh sweets, oh sticky budburst, oh
blossoms, oh pollen, oh honey!
But that will have to wait.
For now, stir the pot, raid the
truffle sample, sniff the scent
of tea as it brews.
Outside the window, en glacé,
winter broods, making plans for
flower and fruit confections. You'll see.
news from a small town 6, February 2013
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Cuppa
Old elderberries still perfume the tea
with the bite of sun and rain and near misses.
Wrinkled with a seed full of strychnine, elderberries
rattle in my tea jar - perfect purple raisins that
dry rattle, that crunch as the stirrer snaps shut.
After the first frost, after a summer of drying on
cloth, after the wet rag wipes the stove clean,
take the cup to the table, let it sit a very long time,
if you are lucky, you will brew sweeter memories.
news from a small town 5, January 2013
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Tame
refrigerator leavings
and fresh snow
that, lard, leftover
birdseed and
wild berries,
rosehips
from the tea stash
I freeze for thee, o
chickadee and sparrow,
finch, finch, finch, downy
woodpecker and yes
you starlings too, when
the flicker stops hanging
upside down
from my lilac tree.
the west is not
wild, and I am home
and warm, contemplating
store bought flour
for home made bread
and fresh snow
that, lard, leftover
birdseed and
wild berries,
rosehips
from the tea stash
I freeze for thee, o
chickadee and sparrow,
finch, finch, finch, downy
woodpecker and yes
you starlings too, when
the flicker stops hanging
upside down
from my lilac tree.
the west is not
wild, and I am home
and warm, contemplating
store bought flour
for home made bread
news from a small town 4, January 2013
Friday, January 11, 2013
The plum can stay put (happy 100th, Bill Stafford)
The cold, the fog the snow -
especially from my window!
especially from my window!
Here's a hot cup of tea and a fresh
biscuit, in hand. I don’t need to go
anywhere, til cabin fever sets in -
then I can. All chores are handled,
everything’s secure and safe. And
there’s the trampoline. Come jump.
The plum can stay put, no need
to imagine honors or the lack.
biscuit, in hand. I don’t need to go
anywhere, til cabin fever sets in -
then I can. All chores are handled,
everything’s secure and safe. And
there’s the trampoline. Come jump.
The plum can stay put, no need
to imagine honors or the lack.
news from a small town 3, January 2013
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