October 31, 2018

October 30, 2018

giving up and in
not minding when a cold wind
undoes me again

October 29, 2018

wind taking the turn
around the corner too fast —
songs of my childhood

October 27, 2018

a runaway dog
takes a break to bark at us —
even the rain stops

October 26, 2018

mail-in ballot —
I find your old love letters
and vote for you again

October 25, 2018

October 24, 2018

finally cold
we make room on the couch for
all this attraction

October 23, 2018

a fox jumped, then pounced —
such breathtaking precision!
just as we passed by

October 22, 2018

sweeping our walkway
I lose track for looking up —
clouds and the moon

October 21, 2018

seeing the rain’s edge
yet unable to stay dry —
more fatherless days

October 20, 2018

a sharp crack
as an acorn hits the pavement —
even the squirrel jumps

October 19, 2018

Pine, Maple, Linden —
we walk home through the tree streets,
leaves letting go

October 18, 2018

a gentle dampness
in the curls at your neck —
knowing just how that feels

October 17, 2018

cold sinking down
where no layers seem to reach
deep in the marrow

October 16, 2018

space between crickets —
we move to shield each other
from the growing cold

October 15, 2018

the sound of her loom —
squirrels digging holes and still
trusting memory

an owl’s single note
knitting up my fitful sleep —
cold October night

October 14, 2018

he lost his accent
except when he was counting —
front entry stairs

October 13, 2018

October 12, 2018

words snagging
on the jagged edge of loss  —
past tense caught in my throat

words snagging
on the jagged edge of loss  —
past tense caught in my throat

October 11, 2018

coyote moon —
only self-imposed silence
keeps us from howling

October 10, 2018

I barely saw it —
just after the whoosh of wings
a bird-shaped hole

October 09, 2018

acorns underfoot
and the sounds of squirrels chiding:
we were saving those!

October 08, 2018

tiny grey-brown mouse —
I coax the other women
down off their chairs

October 07, 2018

the name of the star
whose light keeps you on course —
whisper it to me

October 06, 2018

October 05, 2018

chasing good sailing —
in the leaves and whitecaps
we watch for the wind

October 04, 2018

we keep the dead tree
because the birds gather there —
stories of my father

October 03, 2018

days full of sighing —
no matter which way I turn
grief is there, waiting

October 02, 2018

October 01, 2018

translucent silk —
I carried her to safety
by that single thread