Prelude
[a gap in the text] where the red maple meets the rain . [ 1573 ]
Intimate Arts
Of all the arts, love and friendship are the most intimate, because each person creates the other, and the experience leaves both transformed. . [ 1572 ]
Now and Again
O dear raindrop, tell me, what was it like to land on the Buddha’s tongue? . [ 1571 ]
I Do This
Between what I can do and what I can’t, Is a lifetime of what I did and what I didn’t, when I could. Now I do this, without wondering if I should, if it’s bad, or if it’s good. I do this, tho’ the doing’s hardly doing, and the done is never done. I do this, ’cause the doer’s here to do it, Tho’ ’times it seems he’s gone. . […]
Differently
When someone near remembers what you remember differently ripens the fruit ends the year billows the sail brings the old ship home . [ 1569 ]
Still Time
Sometimes, sitting in the warm fall sun, I feel I’m waiting for my wings to dry. . [ 1568 ]
A Happening
Tree, bird, rock, child — if things were their names, Life wouldn’t be a happening, it would be an encyclopedia. . [ 1567 ]
Gentle Landing
O little house, in your dream of falling, saved at last by spider webs. . [ 1565 ]
The Reckoning
When the river’s low and seems lazy and unconcerned, Memory’s a winding path through the old cottonwoods on the floodplain. Come back in spring. Be here for the reckoning. . [ 1564 ]
William Michaelian 