Tag Archives: instinct

voiding – August 28

Posted on August 30, 2017 by landl30

8.28.2017 the dog licks himself, I tap words onto a screen both of us voiding the overages of our day. —————– Advertisements

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5.25.2017 the owl swoops a snake in its talons at the pond geese train their goslings to follow in line families felons predators prey all doing what they must to live another day. ===================

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when he was born – January 22

Posted on January 23, 2017 by landl30

1.22.2017 when he was born his mother cuddled him close and rubbed her nose deep into his hair to inhale all that he was, all that he is, all that he would become. somewhere deep we know each … Continue reading →

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the birds know – July 27

Posted on July 29, 2016 by landl30

7.27.2016 the birds know. seven, eight, nine swirl around the feeder, wait their turn, push in to take a stance nuthatch, cardinal woodpecker, finch all scrambling before the storm a surprise only to our atrophied instincts as wind … Continue reading →

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pond ice – March 11

Posted on March 13, 2016 by landl30

3.11.2016 pond ice thin as paper, ducks slip into the edges knowing somehow that their time has come. ——————–

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animate radar – March 8

Posted on March 10, 2016 by landl30

3.8.2016 the ice is going out water starting to flow, ground muddying. the swans know without our having to tell them. infinite, animate, radar. —————–

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hey big boy – August 6

Posted on August 7, 2015 by landl30

8.6 forest glade primeval dark, bare stream wending, older trees down, roots lifted out of the softened earth by summer squalls. breathe in, pause. one barred owl calls and a lady love replies. hey big boy, I’m over … Continue reading →

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