Sun, 31 Oct 2004
Silence
In the deep silence
we each call God's name and then
hear His voice not talk.
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Sat, 30 Oct 2004
Jumping
Jumping up, I push
the world a little, and when
I fall, it rises.
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Thu, 28 Oct 2004
Red Sox VI
It's surreal and strange.
After all this time, the Red Sox
win without a struggle.
written after Game 4 of the 2004 World Series
in which the Red Sox reversed the Curse of the Bambino
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His Punch
Odd heat and dull ache
fill my cheek, reminding me
where his punch landed.
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Angry Little Man
Angry little man
out of nowhere hits me hard.
I reel; my face swells.
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Shade
The solitary
joy of opening the shade,
letting light flow in.
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Wed, 27 Oct 2004
Stopped
In my rush I'm stopped,
caught between a fierce sunset
and a slow moonrise.
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Sunset IV
The orange fire explodes
through the sky; its source, the sun,
is just out of sight.
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Tue, 26 Oct 2004
Large Nut Crop
Large nut crop this year.
Car splays a squirrel's guts; he's
a bump on the road.
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Mon, 25 Oct 2004
Farewell
After they drive off,
I sob on the steps, lighter
from the heart-felt loss.
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Sun, 24 Oct 2004
Beneath
Beneath the laughing
and smiles and joys lurks deeply
sad an undertoe.
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Sat, 23 Oct 2004
Old Journals
Wading through journals,
reading past thoughts and writing
to the future me.
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Thu, 21 Oct 2004
Opportunity
Two men, two women,
realizing their street is closed,
sit where the cars go.
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Red Sox V
Elation! The throngs
rip apart a traffic light.
The Red Sox have won!
written after Game 7 of the ALCS
Red Sox vs. Yankees
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Problem Solving
They want him to move.
He doesn't want to. They bribe.
Problem solved. What kids!
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Wed, 20 Oct 2004
Grey Autumn Day
All colors muted
by the darkness and wet, but
fall leaves seem brighter.
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Tue, 19 Oct 2004
Children
The thoughtless beating
of one child on another,
vicious vibrant glee.
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Mon, 18 Oct 2004
Red Sox IV
They ludicrously
extend it one more day, and
my despair, it wanes.
written after Game 4 of the ALCS
Red Sox vs. Yankees
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Kitt
She happily flits
around the kitchen, talking
joy without pause.
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Sun, 17 Oct 2004
Foul Kitchen
The kitchen's foul smell--
rotting food and milk--fights with
the clean, crisp, cold air.
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Red Sox III
There's no point to hope.
Every time they self-destruct.
Here they go again.
written after Game 3 of the ALCS
Red Sox vs. Yankees
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Fri, 15 Oct 2004
Glowing Sky
Bright white light meets clouds,
and a whole side of the sky
glows soft and strangely.
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Traffic Lights
The blinking yellow
traffic lights oscillate, each
takes turns being on.
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Thu, 14 Oct 2004
Red Sox II
Watching the Red Sox--
it's either glee and glory
or stick in the eye.
written after Game 2 of the ALCS
Red Sox vs. Yankees
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Wed, 13 Oct 2004
3 a.m.
3 a.m. quiet.
Lumbering truck drives fast
through the empty street.
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Tue, 12 Oct 2004
Autumn Flowers
Fragrant autumn spray
of wanton flowers, soon to
be killed by the cold.
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Tourists
The tourists wonder
what the green mailbox is for.
I smile and tell them.
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Dance to Joy
Bodies dancing in
free-flowing joy--it causes
my own joy to flow.
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Sad Dancer
His sadness leaves him
when he begins to dance, then
he stops; it returns.
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Mon, 11 Oct 2004
Autumn Tree
Tree by the highway
waits for autumn, when it bursts
with red and yellow.
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Sun, 10 Oct 2004
Love
I so want to love
that all I need is something
to pour it all in.
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Sat, 09 Oct 2004
Run
My body is clean
after a short and hard run.
The crap jogged right out.
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Fri, 08 Oct 2004
Easy
The teacher slowly
answers an easy problem.
The class feels guilty.
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Exhaustion and Pain
Exhaustion and pain
well up acutely in me,
and I laugh at them.
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Thu, 07 Oct 2004
Game 2 vs. the Angels
Tek hits, the game's tied.
I leap up, screaming joyfully
in my empty house.
written after Varitek's home run in the sixth
of the Red Sox vs. the Angels in the ALDS
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Backpacks
There, on the store's shelves,
the backpacks sit. Each awaits
a different life.
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Wed, 06 Oct 2004
Hunger
My stomach rumbles;
hunger affectionately
gnaws from time to time.
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Tue, 05 Oct 2004
Shower
Hot wasteful shower
warms my cold body outside
then all the way in.
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Mon, 04 Oct 2004
Conversation
Three old friends discuss
nothing much in the sun while
unsaid things aren't said.
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Deep Fear
The whole childlike fear
of swimming through water that's
cold enough to kill.
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Cold Mountain Stream
The water, cold cold,
leaves from my naked body
to the hot dry sun.
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Still Tired
I wake up, still tired,
tides of sad resignation
join me there in bed.
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Sun, 03 Oct 2004
Fire
Hissing, flickering,
the glowing fire barely warms
what's in front of it.
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The Strange Dance
An old friend in town
brings the strange dance--who I was
with who I've just been.
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Dark Night
In the deep dark night
we can't see past our torches
or hear past our songs.
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Driving
The sweet aloneness
of daytime highway driving--
music then silence.
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Bare Feet
It hurts a little,
my tender bare feet jumping
rough rock to rough rock.
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Sat, 02 Oct 2004
The Tyranny of Evil Men
I'm the tyranny
of evil men, trying hard
to be the shepherd.
adapted from Pulp Fiction
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Fri, 01 Oct 2004
End of School
The absent-minded
hubbub when parents collect
their children from school.
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