commute
the work before me
new, each moment and season
always unfinished
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Monthly Archives: July 2009
morning rain
again, morning storms
again, i cannot linger
where will the path lead?
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morning rain
trickling downspouts
thunder over the water
i cannot linger
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summer morning
the summer morning
can’t be described or painted
look, listen, smell, feel
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early summer walk
walks in the warm air
long talks about what matters
now the path seems fresh
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mist and light rain
through mist and light rain
past houses, fields and forests
the journey unfolds
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Commute to Providence
again i commute
search the green leaves and gray sky
asking what matters
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Commute to Providence
making travel plans
late summer, early autumn
today, providence
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