a lonesome truth from the trail

if you don’t feel naked without a notebook
you ain’t doing it right

the magic of poetry

with poetry intent is decided post facto.
it’s all said done written
but intent is out of your hands
intent, in poetry, is a reflection of the reader.

and then a generation of Liberal Arts majors weeded up at the same time and said “as it is with poetry, it is with life!” and they happily went away to apply poetry to society, to politics, to econom…

but the magic of poetry is
it’s not like these things.

My obsession

I’m obsessed with growing the best mesquite.
Now, I know, “best” is a very subjective term.
I guess I should say the best for me.

I want to grow a mesquite so straight
and high and thick
you can gain enlightenment
meditating under its thorns.