Monthly Archives: April 2018

dropped the book of poems lost
my place in the pages
looked up as the eastern sky opened
dark to deepest blue
an outlined edge along the rooftops
not quite yellow not quite white
not peach but almost
from the window on the west
it is still night one full moon
glows above the white church steeple

Yes, blue jays robins blackbirds
graze across the rainy morning.
But what you imagined was
the world’s biggest cardinal?
Half-deflated football
faded by a long winter
in the neighbor’s yard

What is it that pours from our chimneys?
briefly visible
a reminder
during our return to winter
the breath of our alive houses

Spring snow
one miniature maple leaf
frozen to my windshield
Where did you sleep all winter?