Over and under, Resting.
weaving sagebrush onto sky—
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 14 - Leaves in the Wind, pg. 15
The horned toad and I Walking stick – 
gazing at the marvel the wonder of him…
of whatever we are… the wonder of me…
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 13 - Leaves in the Wind, pg. 16
Where the coyote called, Voice of the coyote
rising in full cry, the moon… filling the void
the sound of silence. of this empty land.
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 7 - Leaves in the Wind, pg. 7
Aspiring skyward The rising moon
the last of the campfire… entangled in the smoke tree
The evening star — easing out.
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 20 - Leaves in the Wind, pg. 10
Somewhere behind me, Hidden from the moon,
seeming in dark silence a shadow keeps creeping
to feel a slow coiling… around this saguaro…
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 18 - Leaves in the Wind, pg. 18
Nearing me slowly, Arousing a whole night!
silently touching my hand— with its large voice,
The feeling of moonlight… a small fox —
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 19 - Leaves in the Wind, pg. 20
Under stress Sharp shadows of clouds
the stink bug stands on his head. gouging out chunks of sunlight,
Wishing him well. Reshaping the dunes.
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 15 - Leaves in the Wind, pg. 14
Some unknown sound… Dreaming…
the looking behind me—the inconstant world of cloud
the looking all around. moving away.
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 12 - Leaves in the Wind, pg. 13
Between the distance These sundown shadows
and edges of smoke trees swallowing sand dune hollows
floats a shy neitherness. faster and faster –
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 15 - Leaves in the Wind, pg. 17
Close to the camp fire – The desert tortoise
this lightning in slow motion, motionless with all the rest,
the combing sand waves – among these gray rocks.
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 17 - Leaves in the Wind, pg. 22
The canyon yawns – Not the buzzard
and all through siesta hour so much as his shadow…
not a stone stirs. circling around me now…
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 23 - Leaves in the Wind, pg. 23
Crumbling cliff dwelling Lighted by the moon,
and silence of shallows yucca luminarias
encircling silence. around mission ruins.
- Leaves in the Wind, pg. 22 Searching Today…, pg. 16
Following the howl, Glitter and bones
how loud the silence, around the old campsite –
how sharp the stars – trap of the ant lion…
- Searching Today…, pg. 16 Searching Today…, pg. 22
In its formal curve, The judgement;
tail of the scorpion, execution; disposal;
questioning. frugal mantis.
- Searching Today…, pg. 23 - Searching Today…, pg. 25
