“Sitting quietly, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.” ––Basho It is not a steely-eyed egret nor heft of pelican but just a singing bird that catches my fancy from a balcony perched across from pines lining the marina. Here I make watch of another shifting sky, distant buoy sounding swells in […]
Poetry Corner: Andrena Zawinski “Pareidolia”
On the moon’s craggy canvas, our brains brushstroke a face with droopy lids and fleshy smile from craters and ancient lava flows. We spot Demeter on a russet, the Virgin Mary in a quesadilla, Our Lady of Lourdes on an oak bark, reclining woman as Mt. Tamalpais, amazons battling cumulus nimbus, a smiley face emoji […]
Poetry Corner: Andrena Zawinski “Night Music, a Whalesong”
Against the sail masts’ offbeat taps onto each other, bay bells mixing in with tinny harbor chimes, distant buoys throwing their soft moans to the wind, all of them singing to the moon in a whale-like croon that bellows love songs from the sea bed floor, I am swept back to my first whale sighting, […]
Poetry Corner: Andrena Zawinski “Rafts”
Sun spills silver stars of light along rippling summer waves. A string of pelicans wing the horizon, light in flight for all their heft. Children squeal and squirm inside their plastic inflatable, until one slips over the side, feigns drowning, splashing and kicking, holding onto his crying sister, then jumps back in to tickle her […]
Poetry Corner: Andrena Zawinski “Stare”
“Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.” –Walker Evans (after the Cantor Arts Exhibit, Stanford University) The small town windswept streets, their flophouses and weatherworn sharecropper porches, hold the stare and want and will of those who people them. The speech of image, already past tense in the snap of […]