Hi all, As Twitter is phasing out free access to the Twitter API on February 9th, this Twitter will soon end. The twitterbot platform that I use for this account is Cheap Bots Done Quick which will no longer be supported. It’s been a wonderful run. Thank you for being here!

Wherever it was I was supposed to be this morning—

On a cot by an open window I lie like land used up, while spring unfolds.

Traveling at thirty thousand feet, we see How much of earth still lies in wilderness

Thought buds toward radiance.

Somewhere a black bear has just risen from sleep and is staring down the mountain.

I want to believe I am looking into the white fire of a great mystery.

Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air,

The ants bore into the peony bud and there is a dark pinprick well of sweetness.

Listen, says ambition, nervously shifting her weight from one boot to another—why don't you get going?

what is it I might say there in the orange light of early morning, in the owl’s resting time, that would have any pluck and worth in it?—

I can only stare. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.

to love what is mortal;

One evening I met the mango.

It is my favorite story—

until deep in the forest you shuffle up some tree, you rip the bark,

Because, properly attended to, delight, as well as havoc, is suggestion.

And then I feel the sun itself as it blazes over the hills, like a million flowers on fire—

What a task to ask of anything, or anyone, yet it is ours, and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.

So I cannot improve upon the scene as it happens: my opportunity and my stony silence as death rises up—

We left the car and wandered through a field, Three ladies pausing in indifferent space.