April
  1:   Still Life with Creek
Sunlight broke upon the cows that stood beside the heady creek. Cumulostratus dappled the light. The oaks brought down lacy shadows where buckeyes shimmered like deity.   2:   Quail
Something is bothering the quailsome drama outside. But I can't see what it is from this window.   3:   Still Life with Rain
Rain adheres to our window and lenses the early, evening light:   red bark, green leaves. I finger a window where an olive lights my martini glass.   4:   The Window
Beneath the tree-of-heaven the old brick building stands. Beside the old brick building I see something in the shade, something ephemeral and sweet.   5:   April
Something has leafed upon the oaks in a green too, too exuberant for life. Even reflected off the quiet, spreading forebay, my eyes, in disbelief, are quick to grab the startling intruder.   6:   After Gyozan
Without much pain or hardship I've reached my 35th year; today I work in my yardwhich looks better:   these orange flowers or the weeds rising beyond?   7:   Hindsight
Weeds pressed the broad leaves and startling flowers of some salmon-colored cannas against the fox-gray wood fence. The walnut had grown to shade them.   8:   Virgule
Outside, a bird was singing. Music played in another room. Dusk. Suddenly I looked at myself in the mirror. |
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