Friday, February 22, 2013

Haiku

Two rivers of speech
flow to a silent pool where
all is understood.

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Two about breathing

Silence, then wind comes
off the river, like the breath
of eons of words.



Let my anger come
and go, quickly and cleanly,
as a breath: in, out. 

 

A Letter to My Students

I don’t say it enough, but I care about you. Each of you. That’s why I’m here. It’s too much work to do it for the money, so there must be ...