Turning the page shifts the focus
but previous
pages are still
there, making up
the story that led us here. Things might
take surprising
turns, but the hand
that writes and the
hand that turns must change too or the
same old story
just repeats on
a different page.
JDG
On my way to work today, I
was blinded by
the light. I wish
it could have been
the bright light of revelation,
the warm light of
love, or even
the sudden light
of wise insight, but instead it
was only the
natural light
of rising sun.
JDG
When all
is said and not
much can be done, we know
our Congress is once again in
session.
JDG
A splash of pink among the pines,
then a slow fade
to washed out grey.
Pollen rests on
a rippleless pond and no breeze
plays among the
leaves. Within an
hour the light grows
bright; the air stays still. Some things shift;
others stay the
same on this day
as on others.
JDG
From that stately, blushing tree, soft
song emerges.
A morning round
begins as mist
spreads its morning mantle over
singer, song, and
tree. It won’t be
long now before
the day’s uncovering begins,
but until then
I’ll rest, held by
sweet harmony.
JDG
Even after I told myself
not to hurry –
there was no need –
I found that I
was locked into only one speed.
Who would have thought
at this late date
I’d come ’round
to where I started from and have
to relearn such
basics as how
to pause and breathe?
JDG
Watching that small squirrel dash across
the road as cars
rush by, grey mist
clinging to his
feet, I wonder why we risk these
small crossings. What’s
on the other
side is much like
where we already are. Still, there’s
something that calls
out to us to
go – just in case.
JDG
My memory
is shot.
I can’t
remember squat.
–
Who knows
Where I
put it?
Technology – when
it’s good
it’s very
very good.
~
But when
tech’s bad,
it’s horrid.
A burning
candle on
your forehead
in yoga?
~
What on
earth were
you thinking?
JDG
When Thurber asks us
to consider what we are
running from, to, and
why, he’s not being funny
anymore. He’s serious.
JDG
Slowly summer colors shift and so do
we. Petals fall
and days grow
crisp as
we
get
crisper
too, setting
summer reading
aside for learned books and study guides.
JDG
