Saturday, 8 January 2011

Eighth Stone

In the moment
between dark and light,
a single cirrus cloud
smudges a smoky streak
across the sky
above the ridgeline.

Friday, 7 January 2011

Seventh Stone

A sliver of porcelain--
new moon riding low
over the Atlanta skyline.







Photograph courtesy of Andrew McMillan

Thursday, 6 January 2011

Wednesday, 5 January 2011

Fifth Stone


From my mother's porch
I watch the sky lighten.
As the fog clears,
a cloud bank lies draped
like an ermine stole
around the shoulders
of Mount Diablo.



Photograph courtesy of Patrick Smith

Tuesday, 4 January 2011

Fourth Stone

The leafless maple's limbs
a silhouetted tracerie
a complicated calligraphy
against the deep blue and
washed yellow of early dawn.

Monday, 3 January 2011

Third Stone

The camellia's branches
tremble in the chilly breeze,
one flower still clinging.
Blush pink petals lie beaten
into the sodden ground
by the rain.

Sunday, 2 January 2011

Second Stone


8:53 am, Sunday, 2 January, 2011 - Walnut Creek

A scarlet poinsettia rises from my mother's sink where it is soaking--a riot of flames above the water.