Tuesday, November 18, 2014


Foreshortened day,
unwelcome touch,
and unkind light.

I read the warnings,
count out their syllables. 

Then snow webs 
untidy, un-mappable, 
planting everywhere.

Racing, erasing my flesh, 
being, becoming my body.


last day/first day

And that's a wrap on classes until August. There are exams and meetings next week and task forces that will meet through the summer and ...