Showing posts with label rainy day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rainy day. Show all posts

Thursday, January 12, 2017

January 12: Mourning

End of a rainy day
Doves flitting into darkness
A sense of loss

Sunday, November 20, 2016

November 20: Prep work

Rainy morning--
digging out my grandmother's
turkey cookie cutters.

Sunday, October 9, 2016

October 9: Rain day

Waiting out the rain
in a warm, dry place with friends
coffee and krullers.

Sunday, September 18, 2016

September 18: Cathedral Woods

rainfall in a drought
spruces hum and sigh with it
wet trail smells of joy

Saturday, August 13, 2016

August 13: Summer Olympics

Rainy day indulgence:
hours of Olympics,
cat asleep at my side

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

June 29: After the rain

Salvaging wet peonies--
even falling apart
they smell so sweet.

Friday, May 13, 2016

May 13: Sprung

First batch of fiddleheads.
He goes fishing in the rain
before dinner.

Sunday, December 27, 2015

December 27: Cold rain

Within the cold rain
as we trudge into the gym--
cardinal's insistent chip.
 

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

December 22: First day of winter

Cold rain falling
on the first day of winter.
Grateful for cookies.

Thursday, December 3, 2015

December 3: Five for silver

Making a racket
heedless of the pouring rain--
shiny, joyous crows.

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

July 1: Young crow

After the rain stopped--
young crow's strident begging,
its red mouth open wide.

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

June 2: The great romance novel that is this green world

rain still falling
one mayfly rising
ache of unrequited love

Friday, October 24, 2014

October 24: Crows at dusk

Dusk comes so soon now.
Perched on a bare, wet branch,
how big the crow looks.

Monday, July 28, 2014

July 28: Good book

Rain and clinging mist,
my head in the clouds all day--
unfinished book.

Reading CB Anderson's excellent book RIVER TALK. Perfect reading for a rainy summer day: resonant stories of life in the rural mill towns of western Maine, full of poignantly drawn characters living their ordinary, beautiful lives.

Sunday, July 27, 2014

July 27 (2): Sunday afternoon

Curled up on the couch next to the cat, reading poetry while the cat eyes a sparrow out the window...

Rainy Sunday--
jazz on the stereo,
sparrow also singing.

July 27: Rainy day with books

Finally, it rains.
I'm home alone
reading erotic poetry.