05 Wednesday Aug 2015
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art, empty, farm equipment, farming, farms, fields, Finger Lakes, hay, hay bales, haying, Ithaca, New York State, photography, poetry, summer, tanka, wagons, worn
wind outside the mall
and as I wait
with my eyes closed
a killdeer calls
from another life
hay wagon
at rest, waiting
for the next load
06 Monday Jul 2015
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details, farm equipment, grinding stone, lichens, patterns, photography, poetry, relics, rings, rust, rusting, sharpening stone, stone, summer, tanka, wheel
showing my daughter
my childhood ‘fish’ jackknife
she promptly says:
“i’ll put that in your grave
when you die”
the wheel
no longer turning
but still a wheel
27 Saturday Jun 2015
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art, beauty, design, details, dials, dreams, farm equipment, farms, Finger Lakes, gauges, machinery, machines, numbers, poetry, reading, summer, tanka, wabi sabi
the needle
holding true
season after season
exactly as it was between us
long ago…
so many things
left to the sweep
of time
the last pressure
setting frozen
for all time…
tom clausen 