Morning walk

Contemplating the first four chapters of the Tao Te Ching.

Nameless origins, non-action and natural order. The first nation’s humble relationship with the world comes to mind. Chickadee appears and as quickly disappears.

“… becomes one with the dusty world.”*


*Tao Te Ching, Stephen Addiss & Stanley Lombardo translation




In the exile of your absence


In the exile of your absence, I remember Po Chü-i

and look for poetry in the emptiness.

Late November snow buries the garden and unfinished chores.

Tomorrow’s sun, gone from the forecast.


Belted Kingfisher