Heaven a Thinner Sea

 

Ocean overhead,

Fiery urchin in the sky,

Breathers underair.

Plain Spoken

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Red barns, white houses,

Country people holding on,

Quiet and prayerful.

Crickets Sing

 Deep in goldenrod

Where we once spread a blanket

And entered the sky.

We will remember when Lethe is frozen that life to us was worth ten heavens.

—Osip Mandlestam, 1918

Anniversary

They watch from the porch

Flyways golden above them

Her hand on his arm

 

Old Best Friends

 

Dear longstanding friends

Late summer's wilting flowers

Lovelier with age

Dry Spell

Parched maples and oaks

Whispering to each other

False rumors of rain.

Others Know this Landscape

Cash Valley, MD

 

Surely there are those

Who only watch, and watching,

Wander off in mist.

Abandoned

What is it about

Desertion and emptiness

That echoes in us?