Thursday, December 14, 2006

Rehabilitated Pelican Goes Back to the Wild



sorry it's a little wobbly!

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Birds

I found out that the bird I've been hearing at night is the killdeer. It took me a long time because I was certain that this bird was nocturnal, but I guess the killdeer likes to hang out at all hours. Like me.

I really like plovers. I'm thinking of doing the snowy plover docent program. It is very close to our house, and I don't think I've ever seen anything cuter than a snowy plover chick.

check it:














that picture is from Callie Bowdish. If you want a better idea of where we live, her pictures are totally rad.

I am happy



















happy

Sunday, December 10, 2006

s_lips (pt 1 of many mores)













cut up

blood orange &gravity
no more I'm
you, no
a fabric sphere, red
blown

{wind-weeds shocked
by absence lost
to wing-locked flocks}
killdeer killdeer killdeer


moss soft, mouth
wound/wound
what clocks tick here
fleshless bulb, foolish grower

Thursday, December 07, 2006

the bowl

a place where I had no hips, only
two twigs fused together with glue.

gutters rushing crimson. eyelet
underwound, scrimmed twine

where there was a spool. Winter.
the blind that is not unseeing, not

....
held wool. no hands. only glasses
littered with snow. Two twigs

tied in a bow, around which
there is a blue

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

i did not know

and than i did

boom, you connived your way

shutter-wrecked, the sail-slips
slope the very pony you rowed -- wore
all the way in, for uses otherwise untooled.

mistle or rune, I knew only the marks
were similar to those we towed
in school. screw let loose
to form towers, bowing
our buttons
all the way home

Monday, December 04, 2006

kari edwards













Sad news. Poet, artist, and gender activist kari edwards died of heart failure on saturday. kari was only 52.

the first issue of womb is dedicated to kari edwards. kari was the first person to send poems for the journal. the poems that appear in womb are from her book having been blue for charity.

one cannot read kari's work without being changed by it. this is very great loss. I never met kari, but I consider hir one of my heroes. I wish all who knew and loved hir comfort.

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Thursday, November 30, 2006

is this real?