May 11: Loss

Another friend gone.

The oblivious trees

and their garish leaf buds.

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May 4: Afternoon tea

Visit with an ailing friend:
first tea, then whiskey,
because why not?

April 22: Pink Moon

A friend lies near death

yet still the full moon rises

still the bloodroot blooms.

 

 

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December 30: Driving in winter

That moment before
car tires finally grip the ice--
how sweet, this short life.

February 17: Birthday candle

Blowing out the candle--

we all wish

for his good health.

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October 15: Spray of sparrows

Sparrows still linger in the fields and along the roadside. As I was driving today, sparrows scattered on either side of my car, their plumage blending perfectly with the sepias, ochres, and umbers of the weedy verge. They're subtly gathering the season's last fruits, the seeds of withering grasses and wildflowers. How close, this time of year, the convergence of beauty and mortality.  

As my car passes, 

spray of late-season sparrows. 

A friend's mother has died.