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Category Archives: red lights
leaning on his cane he looks like a character out of Bashō . . . weighed down at end of day by the weight of his shadow –for Larry red lights 11:1, January 2015 Some of you might know that my husband, … Continue reading
summer sky . . . she lets her kimono gently fall before wrapping herself twice in moonlight red lights 10.2, June 2014 Another Supermoon–July 12! Another poem about moonlight. I’ll be featuring a few more small moon poems here over … Continue reading
the cherry master nurtures each tree like a child offering petals one by one without question to the wind, to the world red lights 10:1, January 2014
this time of day when clouds drift down from sky I think of you . . . next to me, embracing a sudden stream of light red lights, vol. 9, no. 2, June 2013 I just received the current issue of … Continue reading
power outage– side by side we monitor the sky . . . each flash of light revealing another way through darkness red lights, vol. 9, no. 1
mother’s trunk— among her old love letters a trace of wild rose dusting my fingertips . . . her long-buried secret red lights, vol. 8, no. 2, June 2012
how to begin reinventing my story one more time . . . a caterpillar inches across the dark threshold red lights, vol. 8, no. 2, June 2012 So pleased to have my work included in Marilyn Hazelton’s wonderful tanka journal, red lights. … Continue reading
before her death she tries to sing the hymn we know by heart . . . the words she asks to hear the words I sang for her red lights, vol. 8, no. 1, January 2012