Monday, February 18, 2013


Sometime during the las
snowstorm I thought I
saw a jackal 

 lurking through the 
 white  expanse
of the meadow; 
nothing more than a  glimpse
as he(?) passed 
through the  swirling  snow 
before  disappearing 
AROUND  the stones marking
the cenotaphGhostly apparitions
have  appeared  here before,
but this  ONE  had  a  chilling
foreboding  nature.
A sense of dread numbing defeat
arose, hasn't ceased, haunts me. 
I saw the tracks.

Thursday, February 14, 2013

No Self

 Les Quatre Vents / La Malbaie / Quebec

The geese do not 
wish to leave 
their reflection behind;

The water has no 
mind to retain 
their image.
   ---Zenrin Kushu