my tracks vanish
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.
snow spider
exploring all sides of a boot print
Christmastide
a powerline’s procession of crosses
New Year’s snow
for once I remember a dream
Christmas Eve
between the sirens serenity
a sheltered spot
where the internet ends creaking in the wind
invasive bittersweet
escaping the war in my head
shadow
white with frost we almost rhyme
north face
the fall softened by moss
i insist on a whisper
fallen leaves
laundromat coyote
snout out of order
death
in my ear the drone of a fly
