The controversial Willits Bypass
Opens this week.
Our Main Street
is no longer a highway.
Old logger sighs
Will this three mile stretch of concrete
relieve congestion, reduce delays, and improve traffic safety
as has been promised for so long?
what is the short and long term impact
of the wetlands fill
the concrete divide?
Young man lies
There no way
The local economy
can get any worse
People here care about the natural environment
and small local businesses.
So what does a 300 million dollar
highway improvement project
Paid for by the state
50 years in the making
Have to do with that?
The trees scream
And long afternoon rains
The harvest is over.
What is this place?
Who are we?
Why are we here?
And how will we live together?
The dog pants at my feet
Twenty minutes chasing the ball and life is good.
In and out of breath, reassuring and rhythmic.
Life is too big for us to hold;
We can only gasp, in quick, desperate gulps.
On our backs from all the chasing and running.
Meanwhile the breeze nudges
the leaves into a dance.
Meanwhile my guatemalan iced coffee
melts local ice cubes.
Water from this ground, in a container from China
When I was a kid, I imagined death
with piles of your own garbage
Everything you’d accumulated in your life.
I re-used bags and refolded packaging.
Buried with the least amount of stuff.
That was the goal.
Today, I let out my breath.
Rivers and streams and so much to see.
I want to learn about birds.
Feel real love.
Fill the void.
Soothe the aches.
Maybe, though, lying down,
Panting, is everything there is.
In brilliant, pulsating