Flotsam,/ an accident,/ cans loosed by/ twenty foot combers,/ climb and fall,/ climb and fall,/ bow skidding

Tonight, I am the dream/ not caught in the dreamcatcher/ that hangs above my bed,/ its brownish bird

Under a low slung maple/ deep summer green/ cooler there than the/ July pressing/ on the rest of the world

God bless for tiny miracles;/ the taste of bay leaves on/ my tongue evoked the memory/ of a

A deep layer  of grim coats the red armchair./ Its soft fabric has ragged, and the vibrant red

Bodies of surreal silk/ Drifts with precious time.// Reflection of life/ A desire to love.// Tranquil dreams

a halting piano brightens the 18th century square/ an olive tree in a pot awaits the evening drinkers/ a crowd

Jaunty leaves whirl about, spawning memories of long/ ago retreats filled with aromas and tastes from

A vegetable patch,/ but the dog crushed the cabbages./ A mandarin tree,/ and the child can’t reach.

one note on a big Steinway/ with the sustain petal down/ sounds/ like a whole song/ the overtones light up

Standing alone in the wood’s lowlight, I/ look closely at everything I’ve ignored in/ my passing by—

blue can be this: the indigo gleam of bodies/ bounding ecstatically inside the skin of the world.

thin winds slant methane sleet/ ammonic cryomagma/ flash freezing/ over dunes,/ rivers, seas,/ frigid rocks

In a restaurant in Italy they dine/ on songbirds. A delicacy – so delicious—/ they say, crunching the

11:45 on a Sunday morning, the dog asleep at your feet./ Thirty-three degrees outside and a drizzle threatening

The ocean is gentle today/ benignly chasing children and dogs and gulls/ trailing after me like a

Every day for a year/ she sent him a card/ with a snow flake/ on it with increasingly/ more ardent proclamations

In the morning, she rips sage leaves,/ brittle fingernails rending soft flesh,/ steeps salvia, asters in

Do not look for me/ Because I am not there./ Black petunia in the snow/ Think of dawn,/ That’s where

things change/ not me who said it first/ but might as well have/ for you said it best// weaved it best