Month: June 2021

old photo the smiles I left behind  

rusting in dry dock a boat named let it be

high tide a ghost crab unearths the stars

if only I could awake in the arms of the northern lights … dancing, dancing  

completing the silence coyotes  

after a quarrel — from the chimney cooing of doves

yellow locust leaves settling between the bricks we decide to stay

moving day a pink flamingo peeks from the trash  

late spring a robin’s thinning voice

out of the blue my son calls— late spring  

Zoom— I hazard a new red lipstick

Sunday afternoon I know the time by the light

green everywhere i turn into summer  

it’s hot, it’s hot . . . the late-night complaints of banjo frogs

ripe mango that delicious shiver after rain

talk of rain the first drop hits my lower lip the well too full for empty words to echo   Note: This is a tan renga by Jennifer Hambrick and Brad Bennett.

creeping phlox pours over the ledge she says what I feel  

waterfall – a single drop of river finds its fern

veins of quartz running under the firs white water