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As I defrost my frozen yogurt culture,
I bid them Godspeed. might they find happiness
for generations, as they populate my milk offerings,
and enjoy my controlled environments, propagating
liters of fresh probiotic dairy for my flora to enjoy

God is amazing.  God is Good.
I will take care of you, as you would me

And someday I shall freeze you again

cc: Chagall 2021

If only for a moment,
if only for one day,
one night, if only

Never in a lifetime,
never in a year,
throughout all seasons

If only we'd remember,
if only we knew,
love long ago

Never comes again,
though seasons turn
sad to summer

cc: Chagall 2021

Anyone for a Newton?

These Chicago-hardy figs
are producing nothing here
in hearty New England

Maybe Chicago
ain't what it used to be

cc: Chagall 2021

When I die, 
don't mourn 
or pray, instead
I feel, I'd respond better
to subtle puzzles
you might ponder
whose solution is me

...and I would pop
on the other side, if only
for a moment...

tethered in your space
yet unbounded

still as no ripple
on a pond

deep within 
the closed eye of you

surrounded by no time
surrounded by all time

such is prayer,
such is death?
(no god is God,
as God is god, 
you whisper,
then you ponder,
and You?) 

And I pop
for that moment

cc: Chagall 2021

Viva La Evolucion

There are many of you,
well organized, strong,
brave, determined

So have your own revolution,
there where You live!

Stop riding on the coattails
of my dead sons and daughters

cc: Chagall 2021

Now for the Children

May these take root before frost settles in,
no longer simply a hoary old saw,
there is little time left for the growing,
and harvest will come early, if at all,
such are the fields we sow and reap these days

cc: Chagall 2021

On Any Hair Day

I remember being very young, and
my Mom licks her finger with her tongue,
to slick my cowlick down

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this morning I am re-potting snake plants - 
black gold, Laurentii, fernwood (or maybe a rebellious robusta?) 
and Zeylanica, specifically - and I utter to myself that some of the leaves
look pretty ragged and I probably should clip those out,
to which the plants collectively sigh, and so we make a pact: 
no frond gets left behond.

cc: Chagall 2021



in the now-empty seats
of my mind, sat great thoughts,
gathered around the table of feasts
and I was lost, though thought found I...
there among them

but now there is no need to eat,
for all is manna and all is not matter
about the gates 

entwined in hibiscus

I am the opening through which 
I have come into which I recede

I ebb more than I am,
awake in ground more than figure,
until I am no more, then plain as day
I shield myself one with the night

occasionally I spy an ancient hall
where grand thoughts aspire

and I wave

cc: Chagall 2021

7:06PM tonite

sunset comes differently, depending who you are,
for who you are is where you are, at any point in time

cc: Chagall 2021

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