Floating in Stars
You are floating in stars Above you, below you, on every side of you, stars. The earth is nestled, I...
As a Piece of Music
At seven in the evening garden, birdsong, breezes, churchbells, windchimes. The body as a piece of music, a weaving...
It Doesn’t Matter Why
I’m loved by a neighbor boy. He just turned eight and I am seventy-six. Alan rang my bell today to...
Another Summons
She flew low over the water, I saw her drop the feather without a pause or squawk. The White Egret’s...
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