Now that’s a headline…
Category: Issue 20.1
spring’s return…
April Fool’s Day…
tulip magnolia–…
varied thrush
between notes…
almost spring
swinging …
eight minutes from the sun…
expanding universe
I teach…
creases in a map
an old man…
the one who went first
waiting…
without a way to find you …
self storage
the bits we …
mesa clouds
we mind each …
the longest
I’ve …
spring migration
the return…
every plastic ever made …
downstream slightly faster…
earth day
leaving the river…
climate strike
making her…
breaching the levee
river…
where willows weave shadows…
climate change
the slippery…
steel band
the oil drums…
city park
the accordionist…
Manhattan evening
three…
spring gusts …
a swirl…
express take-out
all the…
small-town diner
she tells…
milk moon
she tells more…
her bony back
against my …
waning moon
arranging flowers…
my daughter
can’t…
what we take
and what we leave…
The Path
Walking through…
fairy lights
on a sapling……
struggling
with the new …
short day
this cold shell…
spring vineyard
stone farmhouse…
returning
to the vanishing…
mossy log
a ruffled grouse…
lilacs
filling the house…
mayfly
the eulogy writes…
day moon
bees orbit
the buttonbush…
first sprouts
a crow cleans…
spring planting–…
cluster
of barrel cactus…
cloud cover . . .
plum blossoms…
blossom rain . . .
a toadstool…
noon sunlight
in the shower’s…
Irises
ladies gathered…
cooling tea all I believed…
sunrise
waiting for a cormorant…
break in the rain
a flock …
muting
the commercial
mourning…
friday night
no one calls…
old letters in a shoebox…
winter sun . . .
the wren’s…
millions of songs
I will …
path of nettles
the sting…
first date sushi
the artfully…
the longest night
feeling…
winter rain
watering the…
tall bamboo
bows to the pruners…
hard times
the bird bath …
3am Tao
I try to sleep
without…
light studded hillside…
mountain hollow
a sway in…
Amish country
the precision…
lopsided moon
I consider…
baseball game
for three …
a crack
in the concrete box…
thunderclap —
the…
more than enough
to fill …
the cornfield
closes behind…
living will
the kids know…
X marks the crosshairs radiotherapy…
last of autumn
a prescription…
he tells me
he’s forced…
retirement benefits
I pick…
beach umbrella
all day the…
seafront clairvoyant
her…
the moon’s pull
shaping…
telling me over and over …
afterglow…
the tingle…
dawn
your body’s …
that look
in our eyes . . .…
honey-cool melon tasting…
dining
on the lake
water …
Indian summer
corn-on-the-cob-shaped…
summer eve
stuck in my teeth…
keeping their secret
bitterns…
deep summer moon
so smooth…
controlled burns
in the …
old growth forest the feeling…
a tree tagged
for clearing…
my jar
of old keys
forgotten…
art class notes the margin…
someone’s name in…
in the space
left by twilight…