Arms folded
to the moon,
Among the cows.
Birds singing
in the dark
- Rainy dawn.
Elephants munching
on grass - loving
Head side by side.
Missing a kick
at the icebox door
It closed anyway.
This July evening,
a large frog
On my door sill.
Catfish fighting for his life,
and winning,
Splashing us all.
Evening coming -
the office girl
Unloosing her scarf.
The low yellow
moon above the
Quiet lamplit house
Shall I say no?
- fly rubbing
its back legs
Unencouraging sign
- the fish store
Is closed.
Nodding against
the wall, the flowers
Sneeze
Straining at the padlock,
the garage doors
At noon
The taste
of rain
- Why kneel?
The moon,
the falling star
- Look elsewhere
The rain has filled
the birdbath
Again, almost
And the quiet cat
sitting by the post
Perceives the moon
Useless, useless,
the heavy rain
Driving into the sea.
Juju beads on the
Zen manual:
My knees are cold.
Those birds sitting
out there on the fence -
They're all going to die.
The bottoms of my shoes
are wet
from walking in the rain
In my medicine cabinet,
the winter fly
has died of old age.
November - how nasal
the drunken
Conductor's call
The moon had
a cat's mustache
For a second
A big fat flake
of snow
Falling all alone
The summer chair
rocking by itself
In the blizzard