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
election season
again this cloud of gnats
Raised by Trees
Before my salad days, I was sour as cabbage…
wandering
through the hair on my arm
autumn mosquito
Curl of an ache: six haiku
trail
turning dappled salamander
tail
my tormenters
drowning in my tea
such minor sorrows
where they felled it
the paper mill chimney’s last cloud
in the green eyes of an indoor cat
trees with feathers
inchworm
in the afterlife’s pale beauty
in a wilderness of its own corpses
American chestnut
