Ecologically Unsound

The wood smoke is so inviting in late October
Blown by a north wind along with spent leaf
It stays close among the hills gone to brown
An affirmation in the direction of the solstice.

Sixties Dream

Sixties Dream

Those days were the ones of great change
That can be touched, now on briefly
On April afternoons that mark the line between seasons
Bordered by hyacinth, daffodil, crocus, forsythia, lilac and new leaf
A haze lightly touching the distant hills
As much a state of consciousness as reality
The night chill, watching Orion approach oblivion in the west
It is almost possible to feel young again on those days
And know that all is possible.

Bailout Demo

Olivia's Overlook

Autumn had blanketed the Berkshires at Olivia’s Overlook
With burnt orange, red, gold, brown and unvanquished green
That disappeared on mountain ridges in the smoky atmosphere of early fall
Stockbridge Bowl a mirror to this seemingly timeless parade of natural beauty.