jumpseed leaf
through bifocals
hole after hole
vireo holding forth
on a verse from vireo
cool breeze
under my shirt
another forest
the gray stain left
by a crushed mosquito
stiltgrass roots
made for walking
all over
ice cubes slowly stop clinking
in my thermos
blackened stump
from the 19th century
such soft moss
two freight trains passing
in different keys
that old man
in the bathroom mirror
sky gone white
watching my boot
crush a mushroom
pokeweed
from their own skeletons
a worried song
Woodrat photohaiku 