patina sending tendrils
toward the earth
Tag: trees
In Weimar
the very trees are smothered
in historic moss
unsettled sky—
studying the markings
of bark beetle larvae
In advance of a flight,
I feel increasingly restless and unmoored.
ancient street tree
all its alternative routes
marked X
spring equinox
the tracks of the wind
have yet to melt
The white dwarf’s embrace of its black hole partner is so close,
it sends headline writers into hyperdrive. To some, the black hole is predatory; to others, the star is insane. But what if it’s love?
