after receiving acupuncture for my lung

I.

I wake from a dream
buying gerbera daisies
to place in a vase
the dream has convinced me I own—

since I’ve moved
I no longer know where anything hides
in the heavy, cluttered boxes
crowding closets

perpetual loss, that’s what fills those boxes
and I resent my partner
for pulling me here
and that reminds me

with a sudden catch of breath, how

very soon after
I was born
all the beauty I had ever known
faded

into endless, sterile white

I catch glimpses
now and then
of the place that came before—
yesterday—

when the needle punctured the skin
where that toe meets my sole

“For your lungs,” the healer said
and indeed, in an instant waking dream
floated
the filigree coral
suffused with softest red
of my lung
nothing less than

life’s tenuous perfection

and now the morning of the vase, here and then gone,
tells me that held in the pulse of air and blood

is a lace of remembrance

my first days here
the shock and grief
of the move—

my grief, which has been so precious to me,
for its waters
could anytime have been my river back,
back to the place before—
through drowning
in phlegm’s embrace
I would have gone many times
gladly, gladly

I would have gone
gladly, gladly

had not some faint sound
pulled me
the other way

I still do not understand that direction
all I know is—
ahead of me
the river now has shores

II.

shores of shimmering sound
embankments of my heart
reason to stay

I don’t remember sound
in that other place
not quite like ours, anyway

I was ready to play, I was ready
to throb

melt

snow-strip lines long road
south edge only—letter home,
last week’s earth-sun dance

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I love seeing people survive and thrive, as well as nature! That’s why I invite you to visit this site and discover what you can do to stop climate engineering’s threat to your well-being: www.geoengineeringwatch.org.

 

11/25/2014

when rabbits scatter
one takes long stretching leap
yoga students sigh

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I love nature and love to see the plants and animals thriving. That’s why I find this site, about climate engineering, worth my time: www.geoengineeringwatch.org.

synchronicity

bird and my eyes turn
plus sun and feather combine
unearthly white flash

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These small moments with such huge import are part of what keeps me enthralled with nature. It’s because of my love for nature that I encourage you to visit www.geoengineeringwatch.org.

 

 

walking

late fall day, dirt road
each pebble casts a shadow
grindsound of my steps

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When I walk under the huge New Mexican sky, I see geoengineering aerosols spread for miles. If you are interested in finding out more about these substances and their effects, please visit www.geoengineeringwatch.org.

11/20/2014

rabbit feet punch-holes
in day-old snow’s damp paper
sun softened edges

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We all leave tracks. You can find out more about the ones streaking the sky at www.geoengineeringwatch.org.

weather

cloud’s hull sails by
at mountain peaks no shipwreck—
a giant embrace

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If the weather, taken overall, seems unusual to you these days, you are not alone. Find out more about the current human weather manipulation programs at www.geoengineeringwatch.org.