Category Archives: Birds and Other Joys

Warning

Am I in your way? Have I grown so straight and tall that you cannot see what you’re used to? Do my branches impinge? Do my birds spatter your hard walls? Does my shade draw creatures for rest on terrible … Continue reading

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Catalpa Sonnet

Catalpa tree’s the last to show in Spring, The last to fall away when autumn comes, No showy reds or oranges draw the eye- A bit of yellow just suggests it’s done. But when it throws its orchids at your … Continue reading

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Open

This is the time we thought We would dance freely together That future of open hands Shining days of open hearts Of loud singing in the cities. Where are the saints of our longing? Where is the marriage of intellect … Continue reading

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Anniversary

early morning birthday the anniversary of the day Love came like a chance perennial to seed and grow and blanket my life- alone at the screen door I watch along the asphalt path past grasses past long green tomato branches … Continue reading

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Tanka for My Husband

Wren song sweet and high proves what all good people know: appearances lie. Look through my face, lined and plain, and see your pure, shining self.

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Black Squirrel Tanka

bat-faced black squirrel stretches from feet to feeder sucks sugarwater- may we all find life’s sweetness in unexpected places

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Sonnet for My Bitter Friend

My friend, you harm yourself, I think, too much With those grey-tinted blinders that you wear, Interpreting a soft word, loving touch As mean encroachment, not as kindly care. The world is harsh to you in your perception; Your every … Continue reading

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