if they can't stand us
we will wait and watch them sweat
we who have always been
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June 30, 2023
June 29, 2023
a lightning bug finds us
still holding hands
as Pride month winds down
June 28, 2023
candles winking out
as the wind
makes my wish for me
June 27, 2023
nightly news antidote —
I count the baby's toes
as he lies sleeping
June 26, 2023
wide open window —
I think about welcoming
a cool breeze and you
June 25, 2023
watermelon days —
my sister still won't tell me
her seed-spitting trick
June 24, 2023
the sound of wings —
a sparrow turns a puddle
into a bath
June 23, 2023
after last year's drought
we catch ourselves exclaiming
over each new green
June 22, 2023
warm seaside air
carrying salt and sand —
let's bring some back home
June 21, 2023
Solstice pine warbler —
concentrating the sun's fire
on the topmost branch
June 20, 2023
Solstice eve —
girls standing beside dahlias
for a photo op
June 19, 2023
Provincetown again —
walking hand-in-hand as though
pride was a given
June 18, 2023
is this the last time?
I try to listen, not worry —
song of the wood thrush
June 17, 2023
clover holding on
to the remnants of rain —
my first barefoot day
June 16, 2023
tell about the time
we fell asleep to the sound
of crickets tuning
June 15, 2023
early morning walk —
saying farewell to Venus
and the crescent moon
June 14, 2023
rain leaving behind
flattened grass and flowers
on their way back up
June 13, 2023
the flash of yellow
as the flicker flies away
stays with me all day
June 12, 2023
summer street games —
the girls take turns testing
who can lift up who
June 11, 2023
summer coming through —
silver mound artemisia
showing up after all
June 10, 2023
wildflower seeds —
we wait for the meadow
to trust in itself
June 09, 2023
let me think that I'm
joining the conversation —
whistling at the birds
June 08, 2023
undeniable
rip tide pulling me —
this need for rest
June 07, 2023
my watering eyes
reflecting back scarcity,
precarity
June 06, 2023
throats full of smoke —
fledgling cedar waxwings
sing down the octave
June 05, 2023
just beneath the wind
I hear my father saying
"Great day for sailing!"
June 04, 2023
shorter and shorter —
the fledgling's hesitation
before it takes flight
June 03, 2023
earlier sunrise —
the birds sing out to ensure
we don't miss it
June 02, 2023
backyard drama —
a blue jay's hawk imitation
scatters the sparrows
June 01, 2023
just the sound of kids
messing around at the pool —
June starting out strong