brackish water
a coil of elvers migrates
upstream
Showing posts with label Hedgerow Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hedgerow Poems. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 12, 2026
Sunday, June 07, 2026
Thursday, March 19, 2026
Sunday, November 23, 2025
Monday, August 11, 2025
Friday, May 16, 2025
Saturday, January 25, 2025
Hedgerow Poems, Number 147, 2024
Chaff and Bone
This washboard road, lit by rusty torches of burdock, leads to what's left of our farmhouse. The stone in my chest dislodges and liquefies, seeping through pores clogged with memories. I feel myself becoming smaller the closer I get to home.
meadowlark
if you could see
me now
Saturday, October 19, 2024
Tuesday, June 04, 2024
Sunday, December 31, 2023
Saturday, September 30, 2023
Thursday, September 07, 2023
The Haiku Foundation, Haiku of the Day (formerly Per Diem), July 2023
Selected by William Scott Galasso for the theme of "Music & Memory: July 22, 2023
talking drums every song we know by heart
Hedgerow Poems 121, Autumn 2017
Saturday, July 01, 2023
Thursday, December 22, 2022
Hedgerow Poems, Number 140, 2022
Beyond
We find the photographs and journals after you're gone. Finally, the answers to questions we were too blind to ask. You found peace beside the sea, and so, we return you there.
all the times
no one noticed . . .
glass octopus
Sunday, November 06, 2022
Friday, July 22, 2022
Monday, February 07, 2022
Hedgerow Poems, Number 137, 2021
windswept hills
foxtails blur the edges
of my sister's grave
dawn light
a stag casts off
its last antler
Wednesday, December 22, 2021
Hedgerow Poems, Number 136, 2021
graupel now and again the small dots of redpolls
whitewater
a pelican blends
into it
Monday, November 08, 2021
Tuesday, June 01, 2021
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