Saturday, January 29, 2011

bohemian waxwing rhapsody

irruptive unpredictable
confiding & gregarious
the wandering bohemian waxwing

words of ornithology
only begin to describe
the illusive bomycilla garrulus

yesterday
75 or perhaps a hundred or more
among the persistent tiny crab apples
along a winter street in the Soo

nomadic & unconventional
they speak and move as one
and as many

their voices and wings
weave
a rhapsody--
enthusiastic improvisational
uninterrupted & ecstatic

Sunday, January 9, 2011

what makes the world turn ?

what is not expected...

yesterday at Searchmont Resort
'Permafrost Revival'
still chillin after 25 yrs.
old timey greets post moderne
live music gets goin'
banjo & mando
g'tars & voice

behind the stage
outside & on the other side of the glass
two boarders jam with harp & slaps
rick & britta turn to include...
the earth itself
gets to spin
a tune or two

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Two oh 11 in its prime

its true, 2011 is a prime number
the only year between 2003 & 2017
divisible naturally only by itself & one.

that's the rub
it stands alone--
making our resolve
more solitary
& natural
among a divisive past
or future

'eleven' harkens back to a levity
among elves
their elasticity
elated & elliptical--
venturing elevenfold &
at the eleventh hour
towards an elegy,
elevated & evanescent
demanding the
undivided attention
of our primal nature