An Early Morning Haiku

Yes, I am awake And the birds sing with vigor Dawn has not yet come I’m amazed at the number of birds singing right now. Well, I think one of the loudest sounds is an insect, but I digress.  It’s quite boisterous. Oddly, as daylight comes their sounds will quiet. Perhaps just supplanted by human […]

Reading Gary Snyder 

The morning quiet I’m reading Gary Snyder His words speak to me My journey overlaps his Mountains, rivers without end Snyder’s has long been amongst my favorites. My personal overlap with his life a big part of that. My journeys through the Pacific Northwest, through Oregon, California; life and an eclectic array of work all […]