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The Red Rain
I just finished my run of performances of This Train. It was fun to be back on a stage again and also edifying to learn more about the hobo alph...
The Crow Dog
I kind of used my dog, Chooch, for the head of this piece. He is a handsome motherfucker and if he wasn’t fixed he’d get more pussy than Sinatr...
The Dog of Winter (For Ten Bears)
Driving back from California through the desert, one is always cognizant of the hungry world that surrounds you. The desert may seem still, but...
Winter Monument (For Crazy Horse)
When one drives through the Badlands or the Gila wilderness at night, one keeps company with the stars. They are never more visible, never more...
Girl of the Falling Planets,
I’ve written a lot of love poems. This one is kind of a love poem for Japan or, more specifically, Tokyo. It is seductive and full of secrets ...
The White Lodge
As a kid, I remember seeing cars and trucks with dead deer lashed to them in autumn. Deer Season. The men in our neighborhood would go up to W...
The Snake Planets
I love snakes. As a kid, I had many boas, corn snakes, fox snakes, and once a speckled king snake that was as beautiful and lithe as yellow-dot...
Winter Crosses
Winter in the Badlands is, to say the least, formidable. The wind, hail, snow and freezing-sideways-rain can create a whiteout in seconds. It i...
The Deer Music
In Larry McMurtry‘s splendid Crazy Horse, the author does something really smart, he measures what Crazy Horse means to his people and to us as ...
The Spider Music
When my daughter Gaby was small, I used to read her my favorite children’s book, Charlotte’s Web. it was a gorgeous allegory about right and wro...
The Yellow River
Do you not see the waters of the Yellow RiverCome flowing from the sky?The swift stream pours into the sea and returns never-more?
– Li Po, An ...
Koi for Li-Po
Li Po has been the best known Chinese poet in Asia for about the last thousand years. He was a huge influence on the haiku poets — and is cred...