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May 31, 2018
hours after the rain
irises still seeming drenched —
I reach back for you
May 30, 2018
first bird of the day
still sounding tentative —
sing with abandon!
May 29, 2018
stuck at the top
of the swimming pool steps —
early season chill
May 28, 2018
behind the clouds
a full moon we cannot see —
quiet anniversary
May 27, 2018
we return again
(rain-laden locust blossoms)
to the old stories
May 26, 2018
longer days —
he calls me outside to watch
his new skateboard tricks
May 25, 2018
birds at first light
unspooling their songs —
watching my girl sleep
May 24, 2018
surprised at bedtime
by the taste of my own salt —
first warm days
May 23, 2018
one iris
in the morning —
eight when I got home
May 22, 2018
every bit of string
suddenly in her sights —
nesting oriole
May 21, 2018
mid-spring morning —
kitchen cupboards finally
empty of ants
May 20, 2018
Sunday school —
we stop to check the nest
for signs of hatching
May 19, 2018
hanging on —
azalea petals
in the rain
May 18, 2018
not satisfied —
the bird starts her song
all over again
May 17, 2018
a tiny flicker —
even the fireflies
start out smaller!
May 16, 2018
through evening rain
birds call out across the field:
yes, still here, still here
May 15, 2018
we, too, bend lower
as rain has bowed the branches —
all this giving in
May 14, 2018
watching you frame
the picture I didn’t see —
peonies and mint
May 13, 2018
our nightly walk
slipped in between two downpours —
the moon, too
May 12, 2018
all the little street streams
go looking for each other —
brunch with my parents
May 11, 2018
late summer sky
stars talking amongst themselves —
we can almost hear
May 10, 2018
heat lightning
on the far side of town —
you walk towards me
May 09, 2018
out of the darkness
white azaleas —
you talk in your sleep
May 08, 2018
one tulip
of every color —
my neighbor’s rainbow
May 07, 2018
this spring breeze
giving the clouds in the lake
a good stirring
May 06, 2018
a pollen blanket
flung out over everything —
green on green on green
May 05, 2018
comparing notes
on all the wisteria
up and down the block
May 04, 2018
every new blossom —
memories of your hand
cupping my face
May 03, 2018
buds near to bursting
branch tips trembling in the wind —
tears I should have cried
May 02, 2018
pear trees
busy converting spring sun
into petals
May 01, 2018
end of a long day —
our dog sits by the table
and sways in her sleep
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