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American Summer
Poems written while traveling.
The Off Season
1: November A commotion of coots feeding among the reeds as they shared the quiet lagoon with seabirds and pelicans bathing. 2: At the Lagoon With Clara We met a big sweet hound coupled with a pug. Saw a bafflehead feeding—made sand castles and considered flying a kite but chose not to. 3: After Gyozan With little pain or hardship I reach my 73rd year. I'm losing chunks of my oneness. Like hair falling out, or my teeth rotting. Dimming vision. 4: The Mission Ranch We're eating outside beneath an army of propane heaters. A woman has taken an infant away down a dark path. She cuddles the child and shakes her ass. 5: Monday, Off Season I so love the way it feels to be somewhere else on a Monday morning. The quiet. The routine. Those few people lingering. 6: Pizzazz (After Gyozan) With little pain or hardship I reach my 73rd year of this. The agave outside my window is sending up a flower spike. Such a magnificent gesture! back | ToC | next
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