Shrine
in cold stone hands / flowers bloom / bleed / bend . [ 1617 ]
Leave the leaves where they fall — yes, leave the leaves, ’til they’re not leaves at all. . [ 1616 ]
running through the windy dark in icy rain the leafy streets the streetlights’ shine come inside dry the feet the legs the hair and find a strange sight in the mirror . [ 1608 ]
Steady rain. Wildfire season in this part of the world is over. But humanfire rages on. . [ 1606 ]
apples crisp, maples rose and yellow / geese in flight, wet feet on cold stone . [ 1604 ]
Rowanberries and cedar waxwings — it’s time to plant the daffodils. . [ 1592 ]
Listen — even this low, the stream above North Falls sings of abundance. . [ 1582 ]
afternoon sun / the first ripe apple / and an oven to bake it in . [ 1581 ]
a leaf on the ground / lines on her face / an old man with faith in his cane . [ 1580 ]