While there is still time

Yes It could happen any time, tornado, earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen. Or sunshine, love, salvation. It could, you know. ...

Watching the Jet Planes Dive We must go back and find a trail on the ground back of the forest and mountain...

A Message from Space Everything that happens is the message: you read an event and be one and wait, like breasting a wave, all the while ...

Starting with Little Things Love the earth like a mole, fur-near. Nearsighted, hold close the clods, their fine-print headlines. Pat them w...

Time wants to show you a different country. It's the one that your life conceals, the one waiting outside when curtains are drawn, the ...

Come down Canyon Creek trail on a summer afternoon that one place where the valley floor opens out. You will see the white butterflies. Bec...

Why I Am Happy William Stafford Now has come, an easy time. I let it roll. There is a lake somewhere so blue and far nobody owns it. ...

Ask Me Some time when the river is ice ask me mistakes I have made.  Ask me whether what I have done is my life.  ...

Some time when the river is ice ask me mistakes I have made.  Ask me whether what I have done is my life.  Others have come in their slo...

Bess Ours were the streets where Bess first met her cancer. She went to work every day at the secure houses. At he...

Oh, such beauty. Living on the Plains That winter when this thought came -- how the river held still every midnight and flowed backwa...

The Way It Is There is a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what things...