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Shelter & Announcement

Along the Muddy River

Along the Muddy River

Shelter #8

Ice on the winter lake,

once frozen, has cracked.

Now it retreats and returns

with the rise and fall

of season’s fitful weather.

A full moon illuminates

the crests of wave,

recently released from capture.

Ripples scatter in the light,

like birds with flashy feathers,

freed from shelter of henhouse

to nervously search for sustenance

in the dark barnyard dirt.

Lainie Senechal

Announcement: Lainie will present art and poetry in “Shelter”, the Winter Art Festival at Kaji Aso Studio. Opening reception: Saturday, Jan.19, 7-9pm. Poetry reading and music at 8pm. Free and open to the public at 40 St Stephen St., Boston.

Not Under the Tree & Announcement

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Not Under the Tree

We are all travelers

who wander in the wilderness,

who follow the dream star,

who look for sanctuary –

a place to be reborn.

The world spins madly,

with a multitude of distractions,

a path simply trod

would lead us to home.

Lainie Senechal

Announcement:  My paintings are on display at Health Matters, 35 Main St., Amesbury, MA.  Thank you to David and Sarah for displaying my work.

 

 

Mist

Misty Isle

Misty Isle

Mist

A fine mist settles

over a lake that does
not stir from slumber –

a lazy, meditative moment.

Today’s deluge of rain

will nourish landscape,

fill rivers whose flow

will flood to rapids,

while the waning moon

lies hidden behind clouds.

For now, no storms to brave,

Only a slight breeze which

murmurs in the bare branches.

Lainie Senechal

Seeking Shelter

Still Life with Asian Pears

Still Life with Asian Pears

Seeking Shelter

Stillness of an autumn dawn

disturbed by tap, tap, tap –

a woodpecker on a snag

that displays a few yellow leaves –

and the voices of birds

who have abandoned nests,

whose eggs have hatched.

A time of renewed searching

to stitch together shelter and sustenance

before arrival of wild, winter winds.

Lainie Senechal

Early October

AutumnSwamp Maples of Back River

Early October

Autumn makes its slow entrance,

vibration of brilliant red

finally settles on swamp maples

that line shore of Back River,

while oaks retain their drab green.

A solitary gull flies low

over sun-sparkled lake

as October’s golden light

illuminates purple clouds.

Soon bulbs will be buried,

before the first freeze,

our hope for an early spring.

Lainie Senechal

Autumn’s Beginning

White GourdBennings Green Tint

Autumn’s Beginning

A ball is drawn down the path

towards another season,

stream of time trickles forward -

a pull to autumn’s beginning.

The track is not smooth

but seems to double back

as summer still lingers.

Leaves begin to fall,

while the August fly continues

to hum its raspy tune.*

Lainie Senechal

* August fly is another name for a cicada.

Summer Moves On

DOC010 August Bouquet

Summer Moves On (an ovillejo)

Black-eyed Susan puts on a show,

summers go –

cicadas sing season’s song,

time moves on.

Corn grows sturdy and so tall,

soon comes fall.

Languid days that to us call,

August hours that give great joy,

but these moments are quite coy –

summers go, time moves on, soon comes fall.

Lainie Senechal

The ovillejo, which means ” tight little ball of twine”, is an old Spanish poetry form.  I learned the form from Rhina Espaillat.

 

Summer’s Bounty

PearsSeckel Pears

Summer’s Bounty

Bees float over lawn,

search for a spot

with small white clover.

Goldfinch’s yellow feathers

flash in large catmint

where it sits like a queen

on top of stalk to feast

on plant’s tiny seeds.

In the heart of summer

each creature secures

sustenance from the bounty

this season brings.

Lainie Senechal