Saturday, August 6, 2016
7.8.16 Goin down the road
I'm going down this road feeling bad
I'm going down this road feeling bad
I'm going down this road feeling bad, bad, bad
And I ain't gonna be treated this way
I'm going down this road feeling bad
I'm going down this road feeling bad, bad, bad
And I ain't gonna be treated this way
Woody Guthrie
7.8.16 The farming of the valley
Corn and squash and
tobacco and potatoes and strawberries and asparagus and cukes .
7.7.16 Brought to you by
This wet evening brought
to us
by storm clouds and vapid wind and unerring rain.
by storm clouds and vapid wind and unerring rain.
7.7.16 I've taken to joining him at the sink
fresh local peaches in hand, leaning over, smiling and slurping,
with the taste.
I'm remembering years ago, before children, when we lay in tall
fields, devouring peaches, the fragrant juice streaming everywhere.
7.7.16 Everywhere
Early this morning, down
by the river
the plants exploded from the recent rains
as the breeze carried smells
back to us from everywhere
as the breeze carried smells
back to us from everywhere
