my shadow
taking the shot
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.
behind the swamp
with its skunk cabbages
an empty airport
happy
or apprehensive
old black birch
The idea of a Primal
Some thoughts toward a rite of spring.
mouse bones
repackaged by an owl
daylight savings
spring sunset
more of a comment
than a question
new Worm Moon
time to replant
flamingos
pruning season
the angel of history’s
prosthetic wings
parking lot
mountains that used to be snow
bleeding out
which cloud
harbors the sun
winter aconites
spring migration
caravans
of sandstone
skull
that ain’t a skull
winter’s end
