May 31, 2013

tendrils reaching
in a slow motion spiral —

May 30, 2013

May 29, 2013

catching strangers’ eyes
shaking our heads together —
crazy heatwave

May 28, 2013

taking a deep breath
amongst linden blossoms
back home just in time

(In honor of beloved friend Karen Schiff's return home.)

May 27, 2013

two bats
giving the moths a reprieve
chase each other

(Hattip to Gayla Trail, whose tweet inspired this haiku.)

May 26, 2013

the cat’s path
mapped out by the sound
of angry robins

May 25, 2013

peonies bent low —
again this year, rain got to them
before we could

May 24, 2013

at last, feeling
safe enough to unfurl —
purple irises

May 23, 2013

no longer splintered
sunlight where the storm
downed old trees

May 22, 2013

May 21, 2013

forty years later
still able to feel the sting
of fiberglass

(Thinking of my dad, who built a sailboat and found ways for me to help, even though I was only five.)

May 20, 2013

May 19, 2013

turning on a light
so I’ll feel welcomed
when I return

May 18, 2013

May 17, 2013

even in the dark,
incontrovertibly white 
spirea blossoms

May 16, 2013

May 15, 2013

allergy season 
the green sheen of pollen
over the world

May 14, 2013

blossoms in her hair 
all morning we conspire
not to tell her

May 13, 2013

after the fall 
figuring out how to sleep
on the other side

May 12, 2013

kitchen echoes 
cooking the way she did
without knowing it

May 11, 2013

we felt it, just now —
the mist that will be
tomorrow's dew

May 10, 2013

her hand touches mine 
between us
I feel a chord change

May 09, 2013

the stretch
(as you swerve towards puddles)
of your mother's arm

May 08, 2013

this all-day rain 
the imagined joy of plants
a steady chorus

May 07, 2013

May 06, 2013

the spider back outside 
my job, somehow

May 05, 2013

one day too late 
the dandelions have all
gone to seed

May 04, 2013

no stars tonight —

slow-pulling it
past the night workmen

May 03, 2013

everyone else's
azaleas blooming first —
marriage equality

May 02, 2013

May 01, 2013

lilac scent
stuck in my throat
just like last year