- nonstop . . .
- leaning on his cane . . .
- southbound . . .
- old friends . . .
- tanka time . . .
- stars, planet, moons, et. al. . . .
- exquisite corpse update . . .
- exquisite corpse, anyone? . . .
- virtual friends . . .
- perhaps . . .
- cobwebs . . .
- After the Funeral . . .
- anthology fever . . .
- Throwback . . .
- new moon rising . . .
Tag Archives: Summer
Throwback This is my sister’s story. My sister, who carries the genes of our mother’s grandmothers —Miriam and Polly and Mary—in her face, in her arms, legs, feet, hands. My sister, whose skin is red, like a sunset that bleeds … 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
one strand of Mylar dangling from last year’s nest . . . still we wait for barn swallows to return needing nothing more than that Skylark 3, Spring/Summer 2014
in my handwriting you see an optimist’s slope– the slanted lines taking flight off the page with a fluttering of wings A Hundred Gourds 3.2, March 2014 As spring winds into summer, I find myself being optimistic about many aspects … Continue reading
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, Summer 2013 It’s hard to believe it’s summer’s end, although I must … Continue reading
lengthening days . . . the time it takes to look over my shoulder Frogpond 36:2, Spring/Summer 2013 The new issue of the Haiku Society of America’s journal Frogpond arrived at my doorstep today, and, with it, a wonderful variety … Continue reading
Dogs howl at it. Lovers gawk at it. Like most haiku poets, I have a tendency to write about the moon . . . a lot. Here, then, are two recent homages to the night sky’s most prominent celestial body. … Continue reading
new moon a cluster of stars lights the vineyard . . . through darkness and shadows I see myself clearly Moonbathing: A Journal of Women’s Tanka, issue 8, Summer 2013 Those of you who read my blog from time to … Continue reading
muddy prints . . . another microcosm left to ponder A Hundred Gourds, vol. 1, no. 4, Sept. 2012
first snow our world leans in a little closer Frogpond, vol. 35, no. 2, Summer 2012 (A little wishful thinking in the depths of summer’s drought . . . )