About

some depth, some breadth,
a focused eye, an open ear,
I found myself listening, then scribing

these sometimes poems and other lines
hide in plain view in the clouds

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These ripples from a little-boat life are arranged into three categories:

Moments are haiku or in the spirit of haiku – touching a moment as it passes through.

Human Living tells what I’ve learned in living this human life. Or what I think I’ve learned.

The Unsayable is just that – speaking of emptiness, Tao, Oneness, etc., which is quite literally impossible. And which people have nonetheless done for ages.

Thanks for visiting and good luck to us all in these most interesting of times.