Quill #33 - Haiku #1 (1994)

Quill #32 - Snow (1969)

Wonderful light little pieces of white
Falling gently from the skies
Dancing spritely on your face and
Putting a sparkle into your eyes.

Fiery silvery glitter from high
Shaping into a frozen sea
Brightening the sleeping world
And glistening upon a tree.

Quill #31 - Whippoorwill Memory (2009)

There was a whippoorwill outside our house when I was growing up. Her slow mournful call was the subject of many breakfast conversations with my father. When I moved away, I didn't miss the bird the way I'd worry over a lost tooth that would be probed again and again. Instead, her absence affected me as if a quality to the air was lacking, or like a piece of music remembered only in dreams. Every time I heard another I was transported for a few rare moments to a small frame house in Kansas. a space at the table my father built, two eggs fried in butter, and a warm spring day waiting for me.

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Quill #30 - Nature Calling (1989)

Lakeside hilltop,
Loudly honking geese,
Full moon in fog,
Rings of evergreen,

Will-o'-wispies,
Flute and tambourine,
Chanting lips, then
Silence suddenly.

Gates wide open,
Death no barrier!
Great Ki, Druidess,
Goddess, blessed be.

Priestly kisses
Feet, then knees and womb,
Breasts, red crescents.
Lion iris bloom.

Spiral, clockwise
Dancing 'round a hearth,
Cake crumbs, blood wine,
Merry meet and part.

Quill #29 - Curtains! (2010)

Hey!
You!
You!
Cat!
Stop it!
Stop!
Dang it!
Stupid cat!
No!
No.
I'm not going to pet you.
I'm mad at you.
You...
Quit purring.

Quill #28 - Needled (2010)

No mere temple servant,
The Hand of Hera,
Strikes my back with Zeus's fire,
Twirls tiny lightning rods
That do no more than prickle,
Sending helicopter messages
By distraction,
Intuition,
Inward.
Benedictions wrapped in pain
Dance beneath my skin,
Myriad heavenly footsteps
Applying pressure.

Quill #27 - Mountain Song (1991)

Oh, the name of the God is 'I am,'
And the name of the Goddess, too.
When you speak to Them, say, "I am,"
If you want Them to know you.

What is on top of the mountain,
Waiting there to see?
How should I climb the mountain?
Wise One, please tell me.

O' my daughter, this is your journey,
No one else can teach you the way.
You must climb till reaching the summit,
But remember what you must say...

Oh, the name of the God is 'I am,'
And the name of the Goddess, too.
When you speak to Them, say, "I am,"
If you want Them to know you.

What is on top of the mountain,
Waiting here to see?
How did you climb the mountain?
Daughter, please tell me.

O' my mother, this was my journey,
No one else could climb the same way.
My path went higher than the summit,
And I was One with the Gods today.

Oh, the name of the God is 'I am,'
And the name of the Goddess, too.
When you speak to Them, say, "I am,"
If you want Them to know you.