nine

09/09/09

I just noticed
the date;
it seems significant
yet nobody
has said anything.

Do the numbers make the universe shake Continue reading

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weed

You must have eyes
to find
such a hiding place
among these pampered plants
that look so much
like you.

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furnace roar

First week in September:

Sat in dappled sunlight
under the young black walnut
close enough to the water
to hear wavelets burping
discreetly at the dogwood roots.

A few determined yellow jackets Continue reading

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