WI/MN 2013

"Enough planning, un-planning, re-planning, and planning for a lack of a plan. I am packed, I am ready, I am waiting."

— John Randell Cabot, Lake Superior, 1687

1

Lostant
rain on the pavement
good light, power lines & their
towers.

Toluca, Tonica, Winona
Mammatus clouds, water
drips down, hits my
face when
I open the
window.

A nut bar, worry of heartburn.
I went around the corner only to
have a cigarette.  But then Pat
has one and I wonder why I hid it.

State highway 6, Ottawa/La Salle-Peru
On the Illinois River.  Nice place?

There are a lot of windmills, and
an exit for highway 30 to Sterling,
to Aurora—where I went to school once...


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It Might Not Have Been Blue Mountain, But We Did Ascend a Mountain in Jamaica

Note: What follows is not a dream but a carefully crafted piece of fiction.  Any semblance to recent, factual events is purely coincidental. 1 The Veaux-Hanns picked us up Saturday in Pat's Vibe after they had gone to some sort of comedy show down along the Loop.  We were ready for them.  It was ten … Continue reading It Might Not Have Been Blue Mountain, But We Did Ascend a Mountain in Jamaica

I am Attending To a Sunrise in Jamaica

First Full Day — morning

I am attending to a sunrise in Jamaica.  Rightly I am not awake yet.  Waves, waves, dolorous waves.  Peltering shores at dayfall.

Why is it getting light in the west before it gets light in the east? The east is dark, blue.  A tiny boat out ripping the water is black.

Last night a jumbo airliner flew in from Costa Rica, I’m sure of it.

Brett got a taste, Pat a tree.  I put a tiny leaf in my pocket & smiled at the smell.



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Leaving Aus-town

Actually, my knee is aching, and so is my back.  I’ve been packing things.  Got up at 4:34.  The garbage truck.  Did you hear it?  Banging mechanical arm, squealing brakes, beeping as it backs up.  That’s the last time I’ll ever hear it.  I’m drinking some iced coffee.  Ate a slice of toast with peanut butter.  Have showered, taken the pizza box to the trash, updated my blog.  Wow, I’m nearly ready to start drinkin’ again though it’s only 8:50.

Bad heartburn, though.  Need to get some meds for that, pepto or Immodium, Tagamet?  Don’t think I’ve ever had Tagamet.  Drinking some water.  Was not dehydrated this morning although I rinsed out four cans of Guinness, a bottle of pinot grigio, a couple Red Hook IPAs, a Bud Light, a big Lagunitas IPA, and our highball glasses...


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Antwerping

Your toes against me moved,your "best feet."    You were told.Morning herald camealong wearing shades.My window open all night.Heels on the cobblestone streetand I can't help but looking.Down to the plaza and someonedrinking coffee, unfolding a bicycle.Your best feet against me moved.Heels on the cobblestone streets.Not finishing upstairs,walking alone with frites.If you weren't the only one … Continue reading Antwerping

California Haiku

1

The morning fit with fog —
Morro's stacks and stone
just barely visible

2

Tide goes in and out —
never the same,
always the same

3

Standing on rocks
waiting for the tide
to go down

4

Sketching the ocean,
my fingers wet
with charcoal

5

Felled by beer,
I pass out while it's still light
in California

Misc. Haiku 31-35

31

Flushed Rhine has risen
To welcome our arrival
In the wine-land

32

Skyline sky,
Skybleached sky.
How many times I will describe it

33

Coin empire,
You’re running out of coins—
Guess how I paid for you

34

Sky more blue
Or clouds more white?
What haiku at this height?

35

Heels on a cobblestone street.
Oh, I can’t help
But looking

German ‘Scapes

igrass blue grassand green on the hillone an artist has seenmemorialized, made famousprotected & infectedwho sides along it now as a creekwishing he’d be quietbefore trickling intothe reservoir iiblue skies, blue skies & holycumulus not besetby even an ipod as it gathers          water to sharewith the terra cotta villagestuck in song below iiidanger signs danger           old trainsheathed … Continue reading German ‘Scapes