Oak tree on Thanksgiving
Ziggurat bridge over the dark creek
Had a light in it long ago
Quail effigy over Cordonices creek
Under the BART tracks
The why,
Spent ten days here ten years ago,
Pool, sauna, steam bath, jacuzzi every day,
Someone said I looked really clean
Clouds over the bay
from the fifth floor of the public library
Rain at last
Used to be Tupper and Reed's music store
Supplier of harmonicas for God Nose
Next door was Beckett's a tony Irish pub
In the oblique rays of November,
A quiet moment
Do they know it's Christmas?
Robots I mean,
Pathetic fallacy imagining balls
Green, green grass,
Rain clouds, unsettled skies
Rain clouds, unsettled skies
Phrases like music to our ears
A brisk trade exists in spiritual materialism,
Buddhists pray to impermanence I suppose
Buddhists pray to impermanence I suppose
Not a Peeping Tom,
Some windows are just so inviting
A lit-up tree
In an interstice,
In an interstice,
November- December 2014
2.
Solstice Celebration
(last year)
It was a very mild day
Jazz is spoke here
Blowing Miles-like
For the Farmers Market crowd
An admirable youth
I'd like him for a grandson,
A real boy too not a peacock
Running and wrestling with his friends
Berkeley, Berkeley,
Come blow your horn on high
21 December 2013
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