in a jewelweed blossom
birthing a fly
Author: Dave Bonta
I live in an Appalachian hollow in the Juniata watershed of central Pennsylvania, and spend a great deal of time walking in the woods. My books of poetry include FAILED STATE: HAIBUN, ICE MOUNTAIN: AN ELEGY, BREAKDOWN: BANJO POEMS, and ODES TO TOOLS.
fog
from the noisy valley
be my ghost
tunnel vision
the darkness returning
each of our words
arboretum
catching the eye
of a rabbit
Covid notebook
all the pages abandoned
for a green stain
Dispatch from the Front
We call them invasive species now, but they didn’t ask to be brought here and planted ‘for wildlife,’ the multiflora roses, Amur honeysuckles, Russian olives, Japanese barberries…
mountaintop
learning the raven’s word
for a human
spring snow
the black dog’s irrepressible tongue
fresh snow in flyover country
nobody’s tracks
lake view
blue paint marking the end
of the clearcut
Christmas bird count
learning every song
of the wind
first snow of the year
using my inside voice
Woodrat photohaiku 