Poetry

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I bud with the maple tree in Spring. For as insignificant as we seem, come summer, we shall grow, and develop… make manifest our promise Come first frost our colors will change and beauteous become our pigmentation, as experience will become this adult body into which I’ve settled. So as our days are spent, whether… Read more

Basement blues Typewriter table Steamer trunk William Carlos Williams From driftwood and childhood I made a lamp From German wood and found wood I made a table Basement blues Typewriter table Steamer trunk William Carlos Williams Pack up those basement blues in the steamer trunk and sit with William Carlos Williams and me at the… Read more

As a mouse chased its tail around in circles. A game of Monopoly unfolds: Mediterranean, Baltic, Ventner, Marvin Gardens. A buffoon in scholarly robes says Life is one big Monopoly game. Simon, in abstinence from intoxicants, says No, it’s not. Life is what you perceive it to be. As a mouse chases its tail around… Read more

Music was in the air on Taylor Drive. Songs of California in Iowa, west meeting center on Taylor Drive, a development risen from corn fields. We played music, mixed wild and brown rice with Esther’s asparagus. Talk about dawn and beginnings hand-pushed versus power mowers and wedding photographs blending into the night. First guests, with… Read more

Purple tips of Iris emerge from among green swords oscillating in wind too strong for blooms. We’ll move the root stock to a sheltering place past the Lilac hedge where grackles browse… Mix soil with bone meal and decaying manure a bed for bulbs beneath mulch and wind. We should get this done when the… Read more

We must be free to follow our search for knowledge wherever it may lead us. Without regard for what people say, without regard for what already exists. Though it be a long, lonely road, we must go alone, yet in communion with the many who have set out like us. Though we will be alone,… Read more

The sound must have come from the lake front pavilion and the alumni dinner-dance. To music by the Play Boy orchestra she danced with Rudy ten times. Mrs. A.H. Jones sang the solo after the toastmaster’s remarks. Then the judge gave an address after presentation of the class. Present were officers, patrons, sponsors and chaperones.… Read more