And Stone and Seed and

The space that lies between looking backward in the hope of finding something one can explain,
and looking forward, in the hope of finding something one cannot explain.

The tree had wanted for a long time to have a real revolver
with real bullets and a real revolver belt,
so it could be a real cowboy tree.

It didn’t go the way he thought it would when he made the plan.
Actually, he hadn’t thought it would go the way he had planned,
but he hadn’t thought it wouldn’t go according to the plan
in the way it didn’t go according to the plan.
He’d thought it wouldn’t go according to the plan in a different way.
That was pretty much the plan.


There are advantages and disadvantages
to inviting large rocks over for coffee and chocolate cake,
but this is difficult to understand before you’re right in the middle of it.


The snowflake fell and fell and fell and fell
and wondered if it should become a glacier,
but it understood that becoming a glacier
would require a terribly long time,
tons of planning and an indescribable amount of work,
so it dismissed the idea before it landed.


The alarming thought
that the poetic qualities of the moon would disappear.

The apple seed lay right next to the stone.
The apple seed had a plan.
The stone had another plan.