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, dreams, fields, Finger Lakes, haiku, nature, New York State, old vehicles, out to pasture, pastures, photography, poetry, relics, rust, rusting, terminal, time, trucks, wabi sabi, weathering, wonder
back home
the old truck comes to rest
in its ruts
wind running
through the field
around the old truck
25 Thursday Jun 2015
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art, beauty, design, details, dreams, equipment, farm implements, farms, fields, Finger Lakes, harvester, now, peace, photography, poetry, rust, rusting, summer, threads, time, trees, witness, zen
could be I’m tired
or lost, but to close my eyes
and nod off
while the world goes on
gives me a certain peace
the way
a tree will absorb
a thing
26 Sunday Apr 2015
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guard rails, haiku, Ithaca, photography, poetry, rust, rusting, wabi sabi, weathering, west end
rusting
on the roadside
guard rail
tom clausen 