Call and Response: 31 Days: Water

when it falls
It falls swift
the thirsty earth
when it falls
it falls hard
the dry rocks
when it falls
it falls down
the parched throat

black sky
thunder
lightning
gray sage
to
green

Call and Response: 31: No Travel Required

Who are you going to call

when everyone you love is

sleeping in the same room

with you under rain on the roof

and lifting of hesitation

Within your wide open

window heart

Call and Response: 30th Day: Mud Caldron

Paint your skin this

chocolate

mud thin like

fondue and in

the breeze

you will dry to elephant

your skin will not be

this soft again for days

your heart never so

relaxed as with rinsing

away the week, the day, the doubt

that sun will find you again

dip your hand into July's caldron

Call and Response: Day 29: HWY 5: Series

HWY 5: Series
Originally uploaded by vajra

too hot
too dry
too gold turning to brown

the signs blame liberal politicians
which is easier than accepting
that the climate
is
changing

Call and Response: Day 29: Salvage

When we least

expect, a pointer
juts out,
hitch-hiking
answer.

Everything is
salvaged.
We set off again.

Call and Response: Day 28: No Sushi Today

No fresh sushi today, or tomorrow,
I have left your city of fishing to return
to crisp dry days of green chile here

These appetizers between us
consonants and vowels that
we scatter to find our way
into and through the forest of
our edible exchange

Call and Response: Day 28: Negatives

Negatives
Originally uploaded by vajra

old photos of people
we never knew
saved with careless
certainty
no one questioned that
the faces and ties
would be forgotten
no name or date written
to grasp a moment

yet even I
refrain from recording
these memories

Call And Response: Day 27: Grid

Grid
Originally uploaded by vajra

time is moving fast
we cannot catch summer as
it rushes toward
harvest only Monday
we should have planted
the tomatoes that now
ripen on the vinesr
days line up on grids
calendar numbers checked
off and forever

Call and Response: Day 27: Exterior Wall

They built the museum entirely of copper
stacked as Mayan temple, filled it
with old, oil paintings and collage.

While at the entrance, sculpted cracks
in the sidewalk mimic cracks
anticipating

eventual, possible
overgrowth of palm,
fern, rhododendron.