Sunday, January 29, 2012

river

where

white

holds

cold





afterward

couldn't remember names
hers or yours
mine
Lies
a surprise

recycled Osaka castle
Shinji
where did you find mother's
lost yellow sherry glasses?
Hides
away

left off Lhasa
before
sleep
to read
code talkers

in bed
after
you



inbound

no thought but in things

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

mo shui 1 2 0 1 2


amah

hers for eight years
loved
four sons
no home
died alone


nail

black blood hole
moves upward
out
humped pink
concave white
misshapen

i forget
but the students wince when they see it

so covered
the tip skin pales and withers
from lack of

light

no snow

mo shui
street water
no snow

afterward

cleaned floor to white
the smell's gone

here

photos
eye from studio
and this blank sheet too

i've missed both

afterward
showered
slept

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Friday, January 6, 2012

change blew my head apart
and longing
fear
of
losing you

death!
how is it possible
to love so
much
and be
so angry?

you said
born wise
but look
this woman
an aging fool


what is this

sunim
listen
I think
too much
and what do I
see?

her
her
be her
not their
now

Thursday, January 5, 2012

8 degrees

warmer tonight
than the warmest day
and tomorrow
spring-like
temperatures


mo shui


all

take it all
he said
and put it there in paint
through the night

and I have
and I will

and I am



clarity

not here
unclear
to go or go

to be
alone
is
certain

focus

not here
unclear




essai

means to stab
an attempt to pierce
an uneasy peace
or idea

perhaps to
impale
a motif
yourself

illicit
a response
of some kind

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Guo Xi



mo shui

Guo Xi!

teach

even greatness

a rag






http://depts.washington.edu/chinaciv/painting/more1.htm

http://www.learner.org/courses/globalart/work/285/expert/1/index.html

losing it

losing it
clarity
temper

not a nail but a
vain suppostion -
who do you think you are?

need another fifty years, Ji-Kwon
for that

and then
I'll
lose it again

and again

and again.



unseemly

A " foul-tempered old lady spitting fire"

embraced a whining hypochondriac.

That isn't helping

the frustrations of  our heroine,

who is, by all accounts - from people who love her,
have her best interests in mind - repeating the same mistakes

with men

all over

again.










Monday, January 2, 2012

copper

is here found
in and around waters
no cold gold
warm light
under black water

a frame
of
reference

indoor outdoor plants

coleus cutting roots in cobalt water glass
it's January
why
did I
save
September?

two

minus seven degrees

first snow to stick

not much, a dust


Dogen said

alignment of practice

and enlightenment

illusion dissolution


fifty-four years as I

to sit empty

one
nothing

a sudden gust of cold wind
interrupts my struggle with mind and body

two
below
zero









Sunday, January 1, 2012

resolution

take off your glasses and look
wind no snow
low
low
light
in sight
leave the blue screen behind
it's worrying
your
resolution

one

five
four
three
two
one

grey sky but high

wide river street