Day #7: Declaration
I ache to show the world what I see.
Rays of light cross the lapping waves where the mallard sits with his mate.
An empty pack of Pall Malls nests on the roadside among brown papery leaves.
The terrier’s greeting is bigger than his fiercely happy body.
This need to give the world back to itself exhausts me.
Do you see what I see?
Fall Winter Spring
mixed together in a pool
waiting for Summer
Day #10: How I do not love
They do not march, they
crawl quicker than I can squish
them, ants in my house
Day #11: Those days (tanka)
shards of glass glitter
on those broken days, those days
you must fight for joy
and listen to the peepers
singing long for all their lives