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Snapshot Poem 31 January 02007

It is possible to be
too tired.

For snow to fall
unnoticed

on the other side
of the window.

To forget
that the sound of geese

pulled you from sleep
in the wrong season.

For the moon
to pass

through all its curves
unseen.

It is possible to see bodies
in pieces

on the street
and change the channel.

It is possible
to be washed clean

to be emptied out
to become as blank

as this painted wall.

Wha....? Where'd she go?

Well. I seem to be taking an unanticipated blogging break.

Cathy thinks I've been abducted by aliens.

Mary tells me she's been contacted by several folks who wonder where I am.

I'm here; I'm just not here. Various things converged to take me away from the Web. Personal and financial crises (all better now -- don't send money); a drawing class that seems to have quite successfully moved me into nonverbal mode; and a return to the interrupted project of organizing my house for life as it is now, instead of how it was.

Also, there is something I need to write about (privately) but I don't want to. And I've learned that, if I won't write what's pressing, I can't write anything. Sooner or later, I'll give in.

I thought I might have a snapshot poem today, but -- not yet.

 

New Year Haiku 2007

I keep getting visitors who are looking for New Year Haiku -- which I had here, two years ago -- when we did a New Year Haiku collaborative poem dance:

Andrew tells us there is a tradition of writing a 'positive' haiku on the first day of the year. His is here, and Jill has joined in here. Mine is below; if you would like to add yours to the comments, I'll bring it up for a New Year's poem dance.

Here is this year's haiku from Andrew. It's a bit late, but I think it's time for me (and maybe you?) to do it again. Mine is for Niki, today's birthday woman:

old moon, wolf moon
just past new year's
    celebration moon

 

& a quick note -- I've been a bit under the weather, as they say -- and that's why I'm so far behind on emails, responding to comments, and so on. Please keep on being patient with me. And -- thank you to Patia for the pointer to the moon names, which I expect to be using all year.

 

 

 

Very late [it's now August] I get back to this, to post:

From Pauline:

Winter Afternoon

Snow birds flit and swirl
Like remnants of windblown leaves.
Dusk descends too soon.

 

From Cathy:

Wednesday's full moon
brought no snow,
only false dreams.

 

From 8~) pam:

And we begin
to dance anew
filled with starry hope

 

and from Anne, a link to Moon Beauty.

 

 

My apologies to you all for these months of delay. Your poems are gifts, and I thank you for them.

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• New Year Haiku 2008
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SEE ALSO:

• small poems
• small poems @ Watermark
• Poem Dancing @ Watermark

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

May it be prosperous, bountiful, and generous.