the clouds the day most of his son came home

windswept willow singing to the moon

black holes a fugue by Bach caught in gravity

(dragonflies)

dragonflies charting the silence between me and the clouds

cars stopped in front a movie theater's reels

lingering by the sunlit asters hoverflies

bluejay the voice of dawn

(no more)

no more thinking runnels of rain

[sunset]

sunset don't read too much into it

September 19th

The dirt in the pot of mint smells like mint.

 

under the blanket of time a dissolving face and mine

midnight unwinding a string of dreams...

(unhemmed)

unhemmed haiku this length of neck threaded

(the anniversary)

the anniversary our shadows standing slightly apart from us

[ . ]

speaking my mind in one word loneliness

(autumn coming)

autumn coming a long slow hunch

autumn wind laughing with the crows...

I than many swallows going south

(cross-eyed Jesus)

cross-eyed Jesus the Buddha blinks