to help cool you down

here is ‘coolness’

from the Heat issue of Nightingale & Sparrow

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there’s a secret

about running

& how it freezes time

here’s a run poem

about yesterday

twinge

running

one

two

three

four

w/ankle

ruminating

down

sidewalk

thru

the copse

around

& back

twinge

gazing at steamboat//rock from grand coulee//the town during a//run after a storm

grey paint

the water that day that we saw
that day was grey
greyer than you would
think

grey not blue or silver
under clouds of grey
covering all of the sky

‘cept that one small
area above where sunlight
was allowed to fall

in a shower to the
flat rock far away

Originally published in Them Dam Writers Online

yesterday when we were running we were looking hard for snakes and nearly missed the fawn and doe by the silos

my daughter said “look”

I looked up from my achy legs

& patterned breathing

into the eyes of a fawn

silent under a weeping tree

her mother reclined in the shadows

of the grain elevators below the osprey nest

I always want to write about the deer & we see them often

here is my poem ‘grand coulee dear’ in The Gorge Literary Journal

 

Grand Coulee Dear