If fox is a genie…

fox genie listens

to his own wishes, magic:

cunning conquests reign!

Science Afar

illustrator: Christina Nogales

From my pinnacle

I scan phenomena-modes

moving far away…

Einstein said, “All of science is nothing more than the refinement of everyday thinking.”

Time-Space Continuum

photo of Mount Desert Island by Meg Eckhardt

The tide climbs in-out

stars fall; lights dim; sun glows; lakes

lap with greedy tongues!

On this date in 2003, the journal Nature reported the discovery of 350,000-year-old fossilized human footprints in Italy. The Italian footprints reported in Nature are about eight inches long and four inches wide, and their makers were probably no taller than five feet.

Thousands of people reported mysterious lights over Arizona on this date in 1997.

It began around 8:00 p.m., when a man in Henderson, Nevada, saw a V-shaped object “the size of a 747,” with six lights on its leading edge. The lights moved from northwest to southeast; over the course of the next hour, sightings were reported throughout Arizona, as far south as Tucson — a distance of nearly 400 miles. One cement truck driver reported that the lights hovered over Phoenix for more than two hours, and said: “I’ll never be the same. Before this, if anybody had told me they saw a UFO, I would’ve said, ‘Yeah and I believe in the Tooth Fairy.’ Now I’ve got a whole new view and I may be just a dumb truck driver, but I’ve seen something that don’t belong here.”

Sparkling River

Charles River from my window at the Boston/Newton Marriott 2/26/16

sparkles on the Charles

canoes slipping by: kin come

for celebration!

Fox Chaos

by Kerby Rosanes

Mid motion fracture:

sinew to prism – light split:

refracted lightning!

Solo in Maine

photo by Margaret

one tree-one snowbank

one ice ocean ‘neath one sky

one rugged winter

“Writing is a combination of intangible creative fantasy and appallingly hard work.” —Anthony Powell

Maine Fox

‘course I wear fox tail!

helps me fly, looks grand, fetching,

warms the pores, paws, pause…

Tickled

illustrated by Jeanne

well-bred fox, tickled,

stays in arms, giggles with glee,

quakes with high ha-ha!

Silver Foxes Tail to Tail

illustrator: Jeanne Poland

tail links: belonging

scents; nose to nose famili-

arity to see

Dancing Never Dies

         Poppy Red’s Encaustic painting

January 31

by David Lehman

The sky is crumbling into millions of paper dots
the wind blows in my face
so I duck into my favorite barbershop
and listen to Vivaldi and look in the mirror
reflecting the shopfront windows, Broadway
and 104th, and watch the dots blown by the wind
blow into the faces of the walkers outside
& here comes a thin old man swaddled in scarves,
he must be seventy-five, walking slowly,
and in his mind there is a young man dancing,
maybe seventeen years old, on a June evening—
                              he is that young man, I can tell, watching him walk