• Shine On, Wisconsin,
    Call Us “Forward” to the Streets
    To Make History


  • Long Curve, Snowy Road
    Motorcycle Daydreaming
    Leaning in My Car

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  • Seven Fifteen Sharp
    Sun Rises Over the Plane’s Wing
    As if Time Were Real


  • In the Winter Woods
    White Birch Trees Wash Up Against
    Dark Oaks Like Snow Drifts

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  • Blue Night Laid Across
    The Frozen Fields Like a Shroud
    In Rising Silence

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  • Brown Bread and Thick Stew
    I Was a Happy Peasant
    In a Previous Life

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  • The Snowpack Warming
    Primordial Mist Rising
    Crocuses? Robins?

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  • Frozen to the Bone
    Sunrise Still Paints House Fronts in
    Warmest Apricot

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  • Between You and I
    An Ambiguous Forest
    A Moment of Flight

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  • A Pale Autumn Sun,
    Frosted Summer Memories
    On the Forest Floor

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  • College Ball, Home Game
    Celebrate Who We Are and
    Who We Might Become

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  • Perpetual Sunset
    Flying West Through Peach, Cream and
    Every Shade of Blue

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  • Eight Hours of Sunset
    Ends in a Gentle Landing,
    Night Sky, Stars and Rest

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  • Japanese Maple
    Crimson Offering on Autumn’s
    Brief Golden Alter

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  • Autumn’s Symmetries
    With Local Skies Reflecting
    The Far Horizons

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  • Genesis Written
    In Yesterday’s Sunset Sky
    And I am Reborn


  • Frost on Grass and Leaves
    A Pond’s Mist Quietly Cleaved
    By Morning Rowboat

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  • Doris Glick 1923-2010


    An Autumn Sunset
    Shines Like Flames in the Tree Tops
    Above Fallen Leaves

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  • Shadows of Sea Oats
    Like Reflections on a pond
    Trace the beach’s edge


  • Just another night
    Warm along the gulf coast shore
    Except… except….

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  • Worshipping sunlight
    On luminous green blossoms
    Two blocks from my house

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  • Earlie Cat Hurries In
    Warm Laundry Piled on the Bed
    Kitty Nirvana

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  • Two owls perched, clear eyed
    And quietly comfortable
    Paired as thine and thou

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  • An Autumn Evening
    The breeze whispers lullabies
    Through the changing leaves

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  • Apricot horsetail
    Clouds sweep in this September’s
    First glorious sunset

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  • Thin country highways
    Thrown like streamers on the hills
    To mark the way home.

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  • Yellow storm rising
    A blizzard of butterflies
    In middle summer

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  • Squirrels skittering
    The day awake in the trees
    Outside my window

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  • Thunderstorm landscape
    In muted grays and vibrant greens
    Rumbling as it rests

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  • The blue sky distilled,
    Dragonfly rests on granite,
    A touch like draped silk

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  • Distilling sunshine
    Into Hollyhock blossoms
    Through roots, stalks and leaves

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  • Foxglove blooms in shade
    Purpled sunlight, stirred by breeze
    A bee’s cathedral

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  • Summer’s butterflies
    Lend us the dream of wings and
    Lift our hearts aloft

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  • Listen carefully
    And the stars will whisper dreams
    In our waking ears

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  • My iron heart beats
    To the road’s white line rhythm
    Even sitting still.

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  • Sun between storm clouds
    Casts pockets of brittle light
    Beneath tumbling birds

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  • On the green high wire
    Squirrels trapeze in and out
    Of sun and shadow

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  • Work day urgencies,
    Cannot breach the garden walls
    Poppies pop slowly

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  • Alfalfa first cut
    Perfumes the late spring morning
    Redwing blackbird trills

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  • At Eldorado
    A cool glass of warm sunshine
    Blooms desert beauty

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  • All Spring’s colors mute
    Beneath a grey morning sky
    of the coming storm

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  • Moon and moon-lit clouds
    Full and full of mystery
    Like any plain truth

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  • Sad ain’t nothing new,
    Joy, no bright eyed chick, despite
    All our best efforts.


  • Hurricane maker
    Has me leaning on the wind
    Holding on happy

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  • Sunrise brushed lake shore
    Two cranes rise, calling, circling
    Above floating mists

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  • An April sunrise
    A hawk watches mists rising
    From newly plowed fields.

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  • We came as strangers
    To your beach house, but you took
    Us in as old friends.

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  • April breeze chimes through
    Flagpole riggings like hand bells
    And songbirds answer

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  • Yesterday stones poked
    Through the ice. Today duck butts
    pointing at the sky

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  • Snow covered meadows
    Just South of the Grand Canyon
    Fringed with white birch trees

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