11/19/2008

Maine Rocks


Living without thinking?

Coast of Maine. October 2008.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Stoning the Spring

The spring eroded a handspan gap
under two birches low on the shaded
hillside. Bubbling up through soggy
duff, rivulets spread among the
osmundo and skunk cabbage, down
to the step-across brook.

This morning I gathered flat rock,
then scooped the basin down to gravel,
All afternoon I set the stone, snug
as scales, walling the knee-high brook.

Water runs clear and cold in the sweet
pool. Soon moss will clothe the stone.

-- Jown Haag, "Stones Don't Float"

Anonymous said...

John Haag,
"Stones Don't Float"