Transformation

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Bud, blossom, bloom and perhaps even fruit.
Egg, larva, pupa and perhaps an adult.
The new year always offers the possibility 
of transformation – though that possibility always exists.
And perhaps, an adult might become child.

 

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The Almanac

is full of Moons and celestial events,
the times to plant and to harvest.
I’m reading it as I sort seeds –
an optimistic ritual that shows a belief
that there is a future for us.

I have been a long-time reader of almanacs. My mother always bought one and I once read it as a kind of paper Nostradamus. I’m not as much a believer in predictions of any kind these days, but I admit to still looking at almanacs, the occasional horoscope, runes, tarot and forms of divination. I do believe that the future is not set. We can change it and therefore we should be conscious about doing that in the most positive ways.

Another Time

“From where we stand the rain seems random.
If we could stand somewhere else, we would see the order in it.”
Tony Hillerman, Coyote Waits

The rain drips off the roof edge
ticking off steady clocklike metallic drops – seconds –
not 60 by 60 by 24
that runs our engines, but some other
Time I have yet to fully understand.

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Diagramming the Plot

“The most essential gift for a good writer is a built-in, shockproof,
shit detector.”  ― Ernest Hemingway

I should have seen it coming before
you ever said it. I studied foreshadowing
in school. Taught it to my students.
All the clues were there. So obvious
now. I missed the denouement.  All conclusion.