These are the things

poem - these are the things

These are all the things that fit there are rarely more than this that fit inside a box for storing paper pages but not a book a record of a thing done when the exchange is said to be mutual things done make the money go around an office people paper pushed here or there as if to say the world we pursue is two dimensional and no one really needs a wheel barrow after all but these can cut you like a knife if you’re not paying attention.

[ephemerata poem – June 16, 2016]

First Currant Harvest at Sunset Grove

First organic currant harvest at Sunset Grove! We’re utilizing the guild gardening method (permaculture) to create edible ornamental gardens and it’s starting to come together. We get a lot of insight from the Laughing Duck Permaculture collective here in Idaho.

The red currants are so yummy and the black currants have a dense earthy taste–so yummy directly from the earth and sun. I’m going to throw these in the dehydrator and see what happens.

Found Poem No. 20160318

I found this multimedia poem March 18, 2016 at the Hailey Coffee Company in Hailey, ID about three blocks from where Ezra Pound was born at the juxtaposition of hearing Bob Marley’s “One Love” playing and these news stories in the Idaho Statesman: “U.S. to skip tests on key component of missile defense system,” “North Korea tests missile” and “Teen sexting prompts efforts to update laws.”