
changing through the seasons –
she now stands bare and exposed

changing through the seasons –
she now stands bare and exposed

a tiny worm–
in its grand wormness

it was as light as the future,
and as heavy as the past

a sprinkling of snow in the woods,
and of sugar in hot coffee
and of friendship on this late November day

I’ll be taking a small break for the upcoming American holiday of Thanksgiving. Along the subject of thanksgiving, I want to say thank you to everyone who visits and follows spanishwoods. My purpose for blogging was to be “held accountable” to write and to write on an almost daily basis. What I didn’t expect was the kind words and the pleasure it gives me to know that some folks find the brief thoughts I put together with images even remotely interesting. Thank you for those kind words and thank you for your interest.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.


the cold clung to everything,
except our beating hearts

when she looked away, it was through a landscape of past futures

we recognize the smell and the color
and the sharpness of time passing

that was the year i drowned

she was everywhere and she was nowhere