Category: The Seasons

My cups overflow with meaning

  Overflowing rivers Flooded out main streets High tide and a full moon What is it all about?   Low visibility Bracing against the wind Tomorrow starts today What is it all about?   Pummeled by snow quivers Silhouette beats Tapered dune in a swoon What is it all about? […]

These are the trees of our lives

  “Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.”  —Hal Borland As of late, Mondays have been a trip down nostalgia lane.  I recall when I went away to boarding school up in Massachusetts, my south bronx sensibilities were struck by the […]

Why so green?

“A man that studieth revenge keeps his own wounds green“. -Francis Bacon Naive Jealous Ripe Why so green? Alive Rotted Camouflaged Why so green? Olive Emerald Jade Why so green? Fertile Gentry Paradise Why so green? “All theory, dear friend, is gray, but the golden tree of life […]

Missing my sense of snow

Missing my sense of snow My move out to San Francisco means I have to make peace with rolling morning fog, ten degree differences in weather from one section of San Francisco to the next and likely no snow this coming year.  Note, I say “likely” considering that […]