
even trees shine
after heavy, icy rain,
when I look up
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December 29, 2025Posted under
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even trees shine
after heavy, icy rain,
when I look up
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July 13, 2025Posted under
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If I were a crystal,
I might be a citrine mushroom,
holding rain from my face, Continue reading →
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June 27, 2025Posted under
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the gray catbird
me-ee-ee-ow tweets;
the breeze is as still
as a Japanese lantern
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June 20, 2025Posted under
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dolphins break the surface
scattering starlight, but
far below in the kelp forest,
dancing on waves of
blue bioluminescence,
lantern fish glow
and sea nettle pulse, Continue reading →
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June 15, 2025Posted under
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love,
born in a small child,
a calm six years young,
holding an infant with
tiny toes, heavy head,
hungry, trusting, growing, Continue reading →
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June 6, 2025Posted under
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White Capital stone gleams
through the shade cast
by trees that will outlive us. Continue reading →
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May 30, 2025Posted under
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The rhododendron doesn’t bloom
like the cherry, in wispy pink petals
that fall like snow in the first wind,
no, the rhododendron blooms
like a queen, standing her ground,
petals unmoved by rain and wind, Continue reading →
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May 23, 2025Posted under
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from bare trees to green hearts
and dancing fronds —
three weeks since April nudged May Continue reading →
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May 16, 2025Posted under
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Waves beat the shore into sand,
wheels of clouds darken the day,
not one thing goes as planned.
But a rock ledge offers a chair,
I rest my feet close to the salt spray,
and the cooling breeze lifts my hair.
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May 11, 2025Posted under
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under the glass sky
trembling like butterfly wings,
thousands of orchids
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May 9, 2025Posted under
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after a hard rain,
flowers cast away petals
and bow to the wind
the rich darkness of the earth
smells ripe, bitter and alive
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May 2, 2025Posted under
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kids hunting tadpoles,
my icy toes walk, slip, slide
against the flow
dappled light on green water
birds hop branch to branch heckling
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