My neighbor fills her winter garden with oaktag cut-outs of red and yellow stars—hangs them from her bird feeder or glues them atop the planting sticks she’s
Tag: light
moon eclipse—
he asks again
what day it is
snowstorm
even the stoplights
slow down
the snow
before it falls
white sun
midwinter night
light from the snow
the stars
snow flurry on an empty street the traffic light turns red
Faster and Faster
20,000 years on average from the Sun’s core to its surface.
About 8 minutes and 18 seconds from the Sun to Moon.
One more second from the Moon to Earth.
crisp night
For Two Horses By the Fence at VCCA
They stand there, side-by-side, seemingly unmoving, gazing off toward the mountains. Now and then the darker one slowly turns his head to look at me, one brown eye
midnight fog
the street light
a silver dandelion
The fountain’s too lucid
moon—just inches above
a litter of leaves.
white phlox blossoms daring the frost
night sky
the rusted tin roof
leaking moonlight
walking back
the way we came
shadows shift
stuttering light
the sound of tea
being poured
a sliver of moon
she asks if he really
exists
Float
Thousands, perhaps millions, are floating under the sea—jellyfish, and shaped like umbrellas. But she looks different. She reflects purple and silver light.
lamplight…
my shadow softens
with each step
on a bare twig rain beads what light there is
iridescence
of the dogwood leaf—
autumn moon
slipping in
beneath the kitchen door
—first sunlight
through the skylight
only we
can see these stars
gleam of cattails and a high half moon
his recent poem
carves a canoe from
a tulip tree—starlight
glistens in the spray of
the ebbing tide
haiga
flash of yellow
a butterfly headbutts me
in my work break
no moon
looking outdoors
into snowlight
night jog—
sparks from a train
rounding a turn
the rabbit’s ears
translucent
at dawn
sun
through the syringe—
red red poppy bloom
day’s end
refilling my wine glass
moonlight
a firefly’s glow
against her palm
passed to mine
graffiti
sharper
by moonlight
up to the summit up to a hawk’s cry up to the sun
phosphorescence
a firefly alights
on the periodic table
garden wall
behind the snail
its long noon shadow
moving through
the summer moon
slow swell
thunderbolt---
eyes light up
in the pine tree
where creek willows weave the sunlight ducklings
frost on the furrows
up to the vanishing point—
sunrise
light falling everywhere in its own place — summer’s end