tanka

tanka--
small songs I sing
to join
my voice to other voices
hidden in the grass

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

a sow's ear

softly singing
I arrange my spices
A to Z
the idea of order
on a kitchen shelf

coyotes
outside my dark window
the desire
to join them
running on all fours

sun and wind
enter my slow bones
replacing
the marrow of loneliness
with emerald moss

a girl-child
waits in the woods
within me
for jack-in-the-pulpit
to speak his first word

the story
of my life as a changeling—
this poem
a silk purse stitched
from a sow’s left ear

kernels  1:1, April 2013

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

[paw-paw pollen . . .]

paw-paw pollen—
I dust it bloom to bloom
with a tiny brush
my child once used
to paint the sun


Atlas Poetica 12, summer 2012

Thursday, April 18, 2013

[eyespots . . .]

eyespots
on a butterfly’s
torn wing
my trust
in the universe


A Hundred Gourds 2:2, March 2013

Sunday, April 14, 2013

[apple blossom poem]

you ask
for an apple blossom
poem . . .
they open their small fists
without a word


Atlas Poetica 12, summer 2012

Saturday, April 6, 2013

[castles in the sky . . ]

castles in the sky
on a windy afternoon
I write out
the names of clouds
for my autistic son


Gusts 17, spring/summer 2013




Monday, April 1, 2013

[such a good girl . . .]

such a good girl
at the garden gate—
the end
of the rainbow
draws higher into the sky


Ribbons 8:2, Fall 2012