what the trees

at night are saying katy did

trailside stump

an emerald ash borer’s
whole journey

ten thousand wave in unison
on a beech twig

on the patio a party of one

enchanter’s nightshade

green bubbles from the frog who jumped in

my poor little eyestalk

fringed polygala

the way day-old leaves prepare for flight

in the autumn forest
white hair aglow
a wild lettuce seed
drifts past

let me put on
my rain hat

two caterpillars sleeping
in each other’s fur