Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Autumn Gift

Milk Weed: food for the monarch butterfly's caterpillar.

One single plant, seeded from the meadow below,
Clinging to a patch of gravel at the edge of a wooded hillside.

Dry stalks of autumn
Partnered with purple asters


It Opened Overnight

Autumn on the Woodland floor

Woodland Floor
 Emily Dickinson writes:



"The mushroom is the elf of plants,
At evening it is not;
At morning in a truffled hut
It stops upon a spot."

What's that on the Tree?

Curious Fawn
Ear and eye of a curious fawn.

Mummy has moved on down the trail.
That's her,  just left of the center trees in the distance.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

The Blue Heron

A great Blue Heron with tattered wings and ghostly shape...
A quick snap as he lifted off from our yellow raft...


The Great Blue Heron
BY CAROLYN KIZER
M.A.K., September 1880-September 1955
As I wandered on the beach
I saw the heron standing   
Sunk in the tattered wings
He wore as a hunchback’s coat.   
Shadow without a shadow,   
Hung on invisible wires   
From the top of a canvas day,   
What scissors cut him out?   
Superimposed on a poster   
Of summer