Sunday, January 12, 2014

Resolutions Made at the Little Spokane River on My 45th Birthday

To walk.
To watch.
To write.
To know the precise green of the pines.
To be like the meadow and hold—
            then release—
            all in good time.
To avoid hunching my shoulders
            and clenching my teeth.
To sit in front of a candle,
            be still,
            and breathe.
And upon signs of confusion
            see above

            and repeat.