Month: April 2023

mountain stream over slippery stones dancing with the stars  

small brook . . . a wren’s beak dips into the babbling  

an inland gull shakes out its feathers— long-awaited rain  

leaving home — the mountains sink behind me  

I teach my children what my father taught me— river of stars  

old churchyard the locals all at odd angles  

second wedding church bells flatted by time  

the song remains the same song sparrow  

guitar solo on the car radio— my fretting fingers

Irish pub rolling hillsides in every song  

small talk between songs a tuning mandolin  

sleepless night… parsing out the language of leaves  

hint of woodsmoke the collie sleeps with one ear cocked

gone from the forest the flower I knew only by touch

hot air— talk of climate change over drinks  

between derricks the reservation contains buffalo

old barn leaning against the sun days of my youth

knee deep in memory mountain scree