"Show me the place, help me roll away the stone

Show me the place, I can't move this thing alone

Show me the place where the word became a man

Show me the place where the suffering began

The troubles came I saved what I could save

A shred of light, a particle away"

from Show Me The Place

by Leonard Cohen

Snow Day

"that you felt like taking

a hammer to the glass paperweight

on the living room end table,

releasing the inhabitants

from their snow-covered cottage

so they could walk out,

holding hands and squinting

into this larger dome of blue and white,

well, today is just that kind of day."

from Today

by Billie Collins

“Perhaps home is not a place but simply an irrevocable condition.” 

from Giovanni's Room

by James Baldwin

"He understood the need for love because he understood what hate had accomplished.

from The Fire This Time: James Baldwin and the Civil Rights Movement

by Robert Pfeffer

https://leo.stcloudstate.edu/kaleidoscope/volume4/fire.html

Heading Home (September prairie)

"How do you sleep when the world keeps turning?

All that we built has come undone

How do you sleep when the world is burning?"

Barbra Streisand - Don't Lie to Me

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kNrj87Q-4Yk&list=PL3VcqdTtfmN-Bn7X9yD7WsDsl-zuesxTu

Spirit Badger (trip to Hafford)

"Anyone with quiet pace who

walks a gray road in the West

may hear a badger underground where   

in deep flint another time is

Caught by flint and held forever,   

the quiet pace of God stopped still."

from Walking West

by William Stafford

"Her luck
has always been bad, so she stood
to one side and let me pass, trailing
the unmistakable aroma of badger
which she mistook for my underwear,
and so she looked upward, not
to heaven but to the cracked ceiling
her husband had promised to mend,
and she sighed for the first time
in my life that sigh which would tell
me what was for dinner. 

from One My Own

by Philip Levine

full poem 

https://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php%3Fdate=2006%252F01%252F10.html

Fall landscape and poetry

"I don’t know, but I do know that one thing that interests me is being in a landscape and trying to attach a language to something that you could never attach a language to."

An Interview with Michael McGriff at Poetry Daily
http://poems.com/special_features/prose/essay_evans_mcgriff.php

"My blood fills with so much iron I'm pulled

to a place in the hard earth where the wind 

grinds over the ridge bearing the wheels of tanker trucks 

oiling the access roads, where deer ruin the last of the plums, 

where the sloughs shrink back to their deepest channels, 

and I can turn away from nothing."

from Iron

by Michael McGriff

Heading Home (September prairie)

"In scenery I like flat country.  

In life I don’t like much to happen."

from Passing Remark

"Wherever we looked the land would hold us up. "

from One Home

by William Stafford

Heading Home (Sept. Harvest)

"Oh the weather is against me and the wind blows hard

And the rain she's a-turnin' into hail.

I still might strike it lucky on a highway goin' west, 

Though I'm travelin' on a path beaten trail. 

So it's fare thee well my own true love, 

We'll meet another day, another time." 

from Farewell

by Bob Dylan

Sharpe-shinned Hawk, Saskatoon (eying backyard feeder)

"the birds 

Have eaten the crumbs of our past.

Here we are both

Lost children wandering

In the asphalt wood."

from Les Masquers de l'ame

bu D.G. Jones (the sun is axeman)

"THE PRAIRIE GAVE BREATH; I GREW AND DIED:

ALIVE ON THIS AIR THESE LIVES ABIDE.:

from Signature

by Dorothy Livesay