2/29/24




coming up from the basement to a house still standing



 

2/25/24

 



flow of clouds beyond the bough of a newly dead tree




2/24/24

 



in the warmth of the sun i offer the sun my warmth




2/23/24

 



the way forward

        lonely day

drone of a small plane




2/16/24

 



as she teaches the children to sew we turn our backs to the wind




2/14/24

 



has a bottle of wine

that is never to be opened

green leaves brewing for tea




2/13/24

 



gathering up the newspapers delivered to her empty house, yellow




2/11/24

2/10/24

 



distant sound of a steel stake

               in failing light

        driven into our earth—




2/9/24

2/8/24




 having shaved my beard

               later

                       i bring a rose




2/7/24

 



inside

the inside silence—

a sudden cardinal sings




2/3/24

2/2/24

 



sunlight

            is the milk

to my green

            tea




 



here's a big white dog

            rolling in the grass

groundhog day




 



        dreamless

after a night of rain

        morning egg