In the moment
between dark and light,
a single cirrus cloud
smudges a smoky streak
across the sky
above the ridgeline.
Saturday, 8 January 2011
Friday, 7 January 2011
Seventh Stone
A sliver of porcelain--
new moon riding low
over the Atlanta skyline.
Photograph courtesy of Andrew McMillan
new moon riding low
over the Atlanta skyline.
Photograph courtesy of Andrew McMillan
Thursday, 6 January 2011
Sixth Stone
Red-headed finches
ornament bare branches
until the wind flicks
them off their perches.
Photograph courtesy of nechemore
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.
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.
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.
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