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A joiku for the Gulf’s creatures, great and small…

Teeming water world,
Our carelessness has touched you.
Please don’t die. No. Please live!

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a joiku for my mother…

Yes, you are brilliant.
It’s not your mind that’s brilliant now,
But your eyes, so direct.
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I’m waiting for S. to decide if he’s staying or going.

He had been separated from his wife for several years when we met. At first, he was eager to complete the process of severing their lives.

But recently, on the other side of a birthday and a serious illness, he’s started feeling old.

He wonders if it would be best to finish what he’s started… if he would lose contact with children now grown… if he has it in him any more.  He’s tired.

It’s tempting to check email after this last long silence, but more sane to put my weight down into other things. I go for long walks, feeling each step’s intricate relationship with the ground, breathing in-three-pause-five-out-eight.

I move to a new studio… clear the clutter from my writing room… pick up the last vegetables from the farm…

…I’m waiting without waiting.

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