funeral procession—
a classic Harley
with an empty sidecar
Month: November 2023
country drive
I reorient
to landscape
finding a place to rest the scent of autumn (haiga)
thrift store
in a coat pocket
to-do list
spindrift…
another wave
of election ads
Hiroshima dome
cracked eggshell
of a new world
fallow field
a young man planting
mines
poppies at dusk
in my dream, he says yes
the boy lost to war
(Originally published in the UHTS Songbirds Online Anthology, 2022)
Gettysburg
catbirds at a distance
from the cannon line
drifting snow
each of the war dead
has their story
waking yet not waking …
this silent heart-to-heart
with my late father
chrysalis––
how little I know
of my father’s life
eaves dripping
what do I know
after all
wilting peony
resting in its featherfall
of petals
putting the wild
back in wildflower—
skunk cabbage
moving in
a patch of mint
by the backdoor
grandmother’s house
the ringing of
a landline phone
evening walk—
empty street
but for the sun
(haiga)
book club
a lengthy discussion
about the refreshments
autumn leaves
everyone has a book
inside them
yellow-leafed forest
beneath granite cliffs the creak
of saddles
autumn the panic room inside the oak