between this ridge and the next still brown, still blue
Tag: trees
a line of balloons
beside the campus elms bobbing drunkenly
the snow gone
white versus green figure & ground switch on the striped maple
vernal pool
leafy muck visible through each reflected trunk
the long shadows
move silently where horses once paced
Hercules’-club
skinny shadows lead to thorny trunks
trapped
winter barn
a faint smell of summer through an open door
snow squall
only the H is still visible on the No Hunting sign
locust leaves
on the flat black roof haloed in dew
snow-bound woods
root hairs on a toppled tree are the only gossamer
white with rime
the locust sapling looks electric beside the bowed spruce
