Sunday, February 25, 2007

Another Way

In Physics, as in other areas
there is often more than one way

In Dreams, antigravity hardly surprises
while skyborne over high power lines

And talking along the etherway
alone among so many millions

(But not really)

Friday, February 23, 2007

Tea of Life

There it is, over there
on the shelf - 'Tea of Life.'
And to my right, a slow bug.

No matter that the snows are coming
to shut up the highways, or down, I suppose
Me, and the bug, and the Tea of Life.

My magazine speaks of ribosomes,
and ribbons of rna, the highways of life
bug-free for now, except this one on the wall.

A quiet symphony of molecular motion
moving at the speed of light, or life
and the bug moves silently out of view

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Open Key Night

The howling siren sets my dog to howling along,
outside, until the fade of one and the other
lets familiar domestic sounds return to focus

The small whoosh of gas stove lighting
scrape of an ancient kitchen drawer
and onion skin being removed, and rechopitulation

A hot sizzling crescendo and more definitive chops,
the 'ting' of the cutting blade, and rinsing of same
A brief bark, desirous to be on the other side of the door

A full grown child will not be home for supper
and with good bye enters an outside world of laughter
while canine toenails click into a distant room

Now pour, and stir, and general conclatteration -
the familiar aromas synaesthetically evoke a vision
of home long ago, and Beethoven, then the news...

"Good night, Chet." "Good night, David."
And years beyond, and years to come
and thoughts unthought, and words, hard or soft, unspoken

I was just passing by, and the keyboard was open
which is as good a reason as any, I suppose;
this moment with you, though later, I treasure now

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Nose Above Water

In the crash-sound of Waikiki
each molecule clings to another
never asking why or wherefore

O great globular droplet
poised among fiery star engines
floating in frozen space-night

The Pull of each apart
for hidden purpose or unknown
bringing sense of this and other

And yet we must speak
of loves and rice cakes
and keeping airways mostly dry