Category Archives: Poetry

Dense — Spring, Yellows and Whites

After a wet winter, the back yard is dense with color: yellow rose, and flowering cherry are in full bloom while the oranges continue to ripen and our camellia opens new blooms daily. This is a great time to be … Continue reading

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Wishes — A Poem by Robert Frost

Today the winter oaks are dark against the sky, but in a few weeks, as they turn spring green, the woods will take a softer look. Here is a poem about dark trees and a boy’s thoughts about an uncertain future. One … Continue reading

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Path — Walking on Windy Hill

Out for a walk on the path to Windy Hill; it’s the start of winter, but the grass is green and I think of spring. Where am I going? I don’t quite know. What does it matter where people go? Down … Continue reading

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Admiration — Libraries and Antiquarians

Admiration: I like a big sprawling library with open stacks, and Green Library is one of my favorites. Thousands and thousands of books on shelves to pull out and browse. There is a light on in the stacks; maybe someone is browsing. … Continue reading

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Future — Our future is before us

Treasure Island Job Corps students ignore the Saturday rain and take selfies of San Francisco. Today, I grabbed the camera and headed out to take some rainy day photos — the photo above was taken on Treasure Island. April is poetry … Continue reading

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Wow — Spring Is Early This Year

The iPhone camera was overwhelmed by this bed of tulips at Elizabeth F. Gamble Garden in Palo Alto. Wow is the word of the day. A perfect day to get out of the library, explore the outdoors, read a poem … Continue reading

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San Francisco — Looking Seaward from Lands End

San Francisco’s 6th Poet Laureate declared: “Everyone is a poet — until proven otherwise.” Parked at Lands End Lookout Hoody’s and sweatshirts from Fisherman’s Wharf Run by my car At the edge they look homeward Then, shivering in the cold … Continue reading

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