If you can awaken
inside the familiar
and discover it strange
you need never leave home.
— Ted Kooser x Jim Harrison, Braided Creek
5.3.26
spring dawn
lights up
a spider’s clothesline
hung with dew
5.4.26
dig fenceposts with friends
in the sun and remember
black soil
seeds joy
5.5.26
like two fighter jets
the red-winged blackbirds
tangle up and freefall
into the creek
where the tender
current calls it even
5.6.26
bozeman nearly
made me
cut my hair
but mcallister
kept it breezy
5.7.26
i got out of the water
as the hatch began
to eat lunch
and let the trout
do the same
5.8.26
we read water,
my old man and me,
it’s heartfelt fiction
5.9.26
trail running 17 miles
to give thanks
to a body
to give thanks
to the land
↓ inspiration ↓
love,
g