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Fishing

A flick of the wrist: the spotted lure sails across the stream and blurps into the shadow under the far bank. The current catches my flash. Another flick of the wrist, gentler this time, and the rod tip aligns the spinner’s … Continue reading

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Siphon

Getting a flow started is not without consequences. You must overcome gravity even as you rely upon it. Avoiding a mouthful of what you cannot swallow is key.   (top: hikearizona.com; bottom: secretsofthefed.com)

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My Hand Moves

My hand moves. A thread tugs my frontal lobes. At the other end, my ancient brain blazes a light like a Christmas star across those hills barely seen. Maybe the thread spans a river, vast and microscopic at the same time, … Continue reading

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Concentration Face

My concentrating face is a frown. This has always been so. When I am deep in contemplation people who don’t know me assume that I am incalculably sad; they worry over my spirit, not seeing how my deep engagement has … Continue reading

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Growing On

(Note: this poem is from a writing workshop I took with Kim Stafford: “Daily Writing in the Tradition of William Stafford.” It borrows the form of William Stafford’s poem “Growing Up.”–jrs) I travel in concentric circles, it’s just how I’m … Continue reading

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Galaxy and Stone

I am a galaxy, I am a stone. I am a truth lying in bone. My emotions run wild, I am colder than ice. My big-hearted angel has paid a great price watching me stumble and helping me fly. The … Continue reading

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Shadow Crown

My shadow has a corona and baffles me with its otherworldly glow crowning the absence of light. How can this be? The world has rules. Obviously, I do not know them all. The light wavers around the silhouette of my … Continue reading

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Haiku–Writing Wherever

(Note: you should check out Daniel von der Embse’s blog at writinginairplanes.com. jrs) To write or to nap; my home away from my home: writing in airplanes. Writing this journal wherever I’m traveling: working the home front. (top: pinterest.com; bottom: … Continue reading

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Clock’s Break

clock watcher present tedium energy spent unwise seating making tea not exercise doors close walls advance frontal lobes echo echo limbic flash danger calls rain silvers locks break lungs pump clock stops (top: moddb.com; Yosemite: sardonycs.net)

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Road and Synapse

The gravel on this road long unused crackles with unfamiliar noise under my well-worn tires. My elbow thrusts into hot air, bared to sun and desert. Synapses not used in years fire in solidarity with the road, transporting me to … Continue reading

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