October 30, 2015

October 29, 2015

October 28, 2015

October 27, 2015

October 26, 2015

October 25, 2015

we walk the towpath
our long years of friendship
floating after us


October 24, 2015

geese with their feet first,
wings backing wildly
splashdown on the pond


October 23, 2015

the waxing moon waits
while we sing one last song
after another


October 22, 2015

revelation
the unbroken bones of trees
as leaves fall away


October 21, 2015

last night’s spider
still casting a shadow
this early morning


October 20, 2015

October 18, 2015

October 16, 2015

Doppler variation
his voice dipping lower
as the train pulls in


October 15, 2015

October 14, 2015

cleaning the lint trap
I think of little blankets
and mice


October 13, 2015

October 12, 2015

October 11, 2015

October 10, 2015

grass growing
brown after weeks of drought
I call my mother


October 09, 2015

October 07, 2015

October 05, 2015

autumn morning
one tiny leaf falls all the way
into my blouse


October 04, 2015

October 03, 2015

October 02, 2015

nights of new faces —
we smile and explain again
yes, we’re a couple


October 01, 2015

evacuation
we stand still for a moment,
drinking in our life