restless mind can't stop:the owl watches then swoops downon tiny mouse thoughts

how useless my pridemy sense of who I might be -wind on west wall creaks

the five and sevenisn’t sacred Basho said:make the words count

choose a mundane phraseponder and reconsider:can it be magic?

whatever it’s forit’s so much more than you can . . .ever imagine

seeing my paintingwhite lines  body curves  and light:just me at twenty

two kinds of paintings:find a subject to paintpaint is the subject

this world without you:looking at your picture nowI feel the difference

reading books I’ve readbefore . . . not seeing truth:in details savored now

you can know or learnthe truth – sometimes it takes yearsof knowing to know

poetry saves uscaptures moments worth saving:remember me when