lady’s-slipper

alone in the forest 
her green shawl

big wind

lost in the small hairs 
of hepaticas

first hepaticas

will the circle be unbroken

trailing

myself on the app 
arbutus

Roundtop

a linked-verse sequence

witch hazel

sun shriveling
in effigy

woodbine

gone to seed
a traveler’s joy

pitcher plants

the old logging railroad’s
boggy bed

tropical depression

touch-me-not quivering
in the rain

July’s white heat

blossoming wintergreen

lady slipper

every way a bee
can bumble

Dutchman’s breeches

trembling in the breeze
of passing trucks