the window
overgrown with trumpet vine
my dream of flying
Tag: sky
South Coast, Aqaba
We stand on the shore, a plastic bag of fins, masks and snorkels on the sand between us… (haibun continues)
just because
the sky is navigable—
thistledown
across the blue dome of the great basin mustang’s eye
no Perseids yet—
just the Milky Way
and a million stars
half the sky
a deeper blue
mid-life birthday