Observations 1. Trout seem to learn that danger Is associated with artificial flies; Perhaps it is the hook in them. 2. I once saw a frog attacked And turned over by my dog And it lay quite still on its back. I am positive it made quite A separate movement to put Its front feet over its ears. Why did it? Experiments 1. Catch butterflies and clip Their wings with scissors. Do your observations Outside, where butterflies are numerous....
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To pray you open your whole self To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon To one whole voice that is you. And know there is more That you can’t see, can’t hear; Can’t know except in moments Steadily growing, and in languages That aren’t always sound but other Circles of motion. Like eagle that Sunday morning Over Salt River. Circled in blue sky In wind, swept our hearts clean With sacred wings. We see you, see ourselves and know That we must...
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Crow realized God loved him— Otherwise, he would have dropped dead. So that was proved. Crow reclined, marveling, on his heart-beat. And he realized that God spoke Crow— Just exiting was His revelation. But what Loved the stones and spoke stone? They seemed to exist too. And what spoke that strange silence After his clamor of caws faded? And what loved the shot-pellets That dribbled from those strung-up mummifying crows? What spoke...
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(by Linda Barton) Bhutan, November 2000 The young boy Maybe seven grabbed my hand In the dark Held it tight Tighter than I have ever been held He led me through a small gate We were crushed and I worried for him His size I wondered why me He wanted something from me Not what I had expected But to tell me to Go slow Be careful and watch for my life His body shook and I knew He feared for his I moved slowly He pulled me past the others...
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When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when death comes like the measle-pox; when death comes like an iceberg between the shoulder blades, I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering: what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness? And therefore I look upon everything as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,...
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