spring in mcdonald ohio

coltsfoot blossoms, violet leaves, deer and coon tracks in the mud, intricate furry oval clumps that are buds, red & white + grey + yellow falling and hitting the earth with soft "thpts!" like raindrops...rousing a hawk from a perch overlooking the murky pool where the peepers trill evenings. It's much too hot to think properly... carrying home 3 cans & a bottle of northern beer... wind blows hard then a smattering of rain

dead swans

The virus came thru them as they pulled feathers from dead swans..familiar buzz of dougs snoring, rising & falling in circles in the dark At night there is only the circle of lamplight to work in, everything beyond is blanked out & cannot interfereI noticed a large tear in his dress shoe where it had pulled away from the sole one night when we were out.

coo with vigor

furry cottontail breaks & runs under the pines only when I am 3 feet away. And it starts to snow. The daylilies are sprouting, we hear mourning doves cooing with vigor, mornings

marching springs

Today is the first day of spring, the vernal equinox in the Northern Hemisphere. On this day the North and South Poles are equally distant from the sun, so we will have almost exactly the same amount of daytime as nighttime.
The novelist Margaret Atwood said, "In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt."
Emily Dickinson said, "A little Madness in the Spring / Is wholesome even for the King."
quoted from http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/programs/2006/03/20/#monday

celebrating

Eating pineapple out of a can... binoculars a tool on the glass at ready...smell of rain in the dust attracts a moving body to whilst the road...they wandered thirteen valleys and then he was dead.
****celebrated Valentines by getting married
celebrated xmas with 3 police cars and a wrecker thrown in for good measure; on New Year's cleaned out the gutters & recycled aluminum for cash.

awoken

Woken again by crying--this time an elderly black crack dealer, weeping high

everytime before lie down to sleep i feel like only particles, dissolving in space, feel like nothing

lightening flashes

Lightening flashes against the livingroom held back by cloth curtain -- the sky is moving around out there; big dark wet world with no soul, little soft fuzz-covered beings trying not to get cut or smushed...
striking rain , hitting, hard drops against metal, against shingle, tar & wood, volleys of thunder rolling and wiping the smokey Valley fields of hell.3/12/2006 5:01 AM
Hours later peal the peepers out of the damp nite
Three a.m. rain beats on metal.

Thunder gentle in the morning, patting down the neighborhood where birds of all sorts chase one another and nest--- Spring is warmly breathing on our heels

robins whinny & neigh like horses in the rainey mud everywhere.

giant snowflakes fall miles apart, strong winds around the house, robins whicker, warm bird on cold snow