Monday, July 04, 2005



a few bucks, 'n all you
can eat - picking peaches in
the okanagan

watching th'show on th'sound -
two vets complain about th'war,
kids play with sparklers

in walla walla,
barefoot kid's joke about name -
they've heard it before

juice from a fresh peach
stains half a washington map -
what was she thinking?

vashon ferry lass -

island fog, pines oppress her,

august tan, she likes

spirit lake rainbow
- must have been snuck up here
since the volcano

okanagan lunch
peanut butter, fig bars, cheese,
seven ripe peaches

rainy fall at th'pike,

splatter and th'sounds of th'market -

busker finds his rhythm

fall like this, d.b.
got his money, jumped from th'plane,
vanished in th'cascades

pike fishmonger's hands -
truth, a slipp'ry beast, the scale,
a christmas bonus

ferry from san juans -

they follow, splash in the wake,

call toast to th'new year


outside moses lake,
praying for deliverance -
trucker scrapes more ice

bainbridge ferry teens
don't mind long rainy winters -
moved here from vegas

back in tacoma,
bleak winter fog's moving in -
she knows the fragrance

stale steamy stillness
walla walla laundromat
thaws a traveler

deer, snow from mountain
fish, whale from sea - hoquiam
drunk knows what he lost

fisherman's dull glaze -
years of spring rains, soaked through, but
for ballard chowder

ever since it blew,

she sees ash instead 'f flowers

'n th'gardens 'f st. helens

convention center
suits in front, cherry blossoms,
and beyond, asia



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