This tree took two paths skyward.
[daily log: walking, 1.5km]
Year: 2021
Caveat: Poem #1623 “Thirty-second stanza”
ㅁ Kiamon struggled to push on alone, lacking the help her ancestors had known. Dancing the stories she'd learned as a child, Ghosts only watched like shy beasts in the wild.
Caveat: Tree #722
Caveat: Poem #1622 “More than seven”
Caveat: Tree #721
This tree is a “guest tree” from that past. I took this picture at the Veterans Administration Hospital in Portland, in June, 2018. That’s downtown Portland and the Williamette River in the background.
[daily log: walking, 1.5km]
Caveat: Poem #1621 “Inhumanism”
Caveat: Tree #720
Caveat: Poem #1620 “Midwestern interlude”
Caveat: Tree #719
This tree is practicing some social distancing with the utility pole.
[daily log: walking, 3km; retailing, 7hr]
Caveat: Poem #1619 “Each poem reflects its time of composition”
Caveat: Tree #718
This tree noticed I had built a fire, as smoke rose from the chimney.
[daily log: walking, 3km; retailing, 6hr]
Caveat: Poem #1618 “The air takes action”
ㅁ Wind solid transparent ephemeral touches of cold air damp with the falling rain making the trees' branches wave and lash at the resistant sky until at last it yields to the dawn.
Caveat: Tree #717
Caveat: Poem #1617 “Teleology”
ㅁ Dark mornings surrounding meditations on the topic of the purpose of living and the vague expectations that arise quotidianly and then fade like a gust of wind.
Caveat: Tree #716
Caveat: Poem #1616 “The procrastinator’s plan”
Caveat: Tree #715
Caveat: Poem #1615 “Unchanged”
ㅁ The year rolled over; it seems the same as the last: Trees, rain, rocks, clouds, days.