“The old man hobbles down the road
toward the monastery gate,
rests on a roadside stone,
hears clip-clopping of hooves approach
and his faithful companion arrive.”
Weary
“For two years she’s been starving herself. Successfully she’s starved out of her consciousness the desire to eat. She’s trained herself to look at other people’s plates, piled high, and to feel disgusted. To think: ‘That’s not my food. My food is waiting in my room. One whole cucumber.’ She’ll weigh herself before and after.”
The Stargazer’s Prayer for the Dead
We might forget everything said or argued,
every war we believed was crucial,
but not this, unspoken truth of being.
The Sea’s One and Only Word
From the beginning, the sea
has been collaborating
with the bluff
St Marvan and the White Boar
“The holy man wanders the forest,
in search of a place he can hear
pine needles drop, and seeds
crack open each spring.’
Winter Trees
The doors open. The doors close.
Light wanders through.