Be careful out there...

Current Exhibit

 "Seasons"
Tuesday, September 3 - Monday, October 14
Saint Meinrad Archabbey Library, Saint Meinrad, Indiana

Seasons

I’m learning to tell time by cricket chirp,

By snow plows scraping my road.

No then no tomorrow no minute no day,

Length only by strength of sun's glow.

At the center's an axis I’m reaching for now,

No more spinning and no growing old.

I’m the same but the seasons I’m watching trade places,

Born living warm dying dead cold.

And again and again and over and over,

No beginning no end and no score.

Turning leaves for blossoms foreverly blooming,

Here and gone to make room, more and more.

I’m telling the time by the teeth in your mouth,

By the sound of your cry and your laughter.

No then no tomorrow just now and together,

seasons changing, no fear what comes after.

Exhibit at Saint Meinrad, September 3rd - October 14th

 Wyatt LeGrand oil painting exhibit | Saint Meinrad Seminary and School of Theology

Bright Flight

There’s a light on the wall that keeps track of my breath from a watch on my wrist that rests on my chest.

There’s the sound of a truck rolling steadily west with a newborn baby inside.

There’s a puff of white smoke that keeps disappearing just above our old house where a young boy could play.

There’s a mark on the pavement where a car started spinning and a marker where someone may lay.

There’s a light in the road, small on the horizon, between I and they who may find...

Another boy’s chest rising just slightly west of our house if their light grows in time.

Rising and falling, writhing and calling, a noise and then nothing at all...

When a new light defines a heart beating in time from the shadows cast on my wall.

Do you ever remember catching your breath?  Did you dream again that you drown?

Could you fall back asleep or will you always be waiting for that westerly tire-hum sound?

 A starving cat in the swimming pool,

Poisoned mouse half-dead in a trap, 

Both set free with a stale piece of cheese

And the weight of turning a back.          

Burden, burden, cross to bear,

What is love not exchanged for a cost?

Tame hunger and kill in the name of God's will,

Dead or dying is still a life lost.