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heavy going
through the waterlogged field
clay-pigeon shards | sballas |
a rainy slope
where legions fell . . .
thistles | sballas |
wild mint
in the spring forest
a chance encounter | sballas |
rocky shore . . .
the trout on my line
pulls you closer | sballas |
cabin fever . . .
bullrushes bursting
in the vase | sballas |
shredded checks??
the robin weaves my life
into its nest | sballas |
warm breeze??
new ivy leaves finding
their place in the sun | sballas |
spring moon . . .
from the street girl's hand
a shadow rabbit | sballas |
crabapple blossom??
the older twin always
one step behind | sballas |
temperature drop??
the way stars are
a witness | sballas |
swollen moon??
the sudden urge
to push | sballas |
the fire's scent
lingering
morning moon | sballas |
cold snap . . .
waking to the creak
of house timbers | sballas |
clatter of pipes
when i turn the tap off
snowy night | sballas |
a hawk's cry
i listen
to the gathering dark | sballas |
how strange this human body
not queen anne's lace
not thistle | sballas |
frigid morning
the brittle echo
of a crow | sballas |
winter evening
my boy calls
to say he's feeling better | sballas |
an ancient wick
casts shadows on the wall??
mother's soft humming | sballas |
milky way??
maybe tonight
i?ll conceive | sballas |
twinkling stars
again we pass the house
we?ll never buy | sballas |
wounded knee??
trying not to speak
above the wind | sballas |
the geyser erupts??
for a moment i forget
the smell of sulfur | sballas |
conversation
above the kitchen clatter
summer evening | sballas |
stepping stones
a dragonfly lands
on my shoe | sballas |
zinnias . . .
why yes my favorite
was harpo | sballas |
the dog and i
on the moonlit dock
scratching bug bites | sballas |
august evening
grandfather whittles
the light away | sballas |
this sky
too blue to last
chickadee | sballas |
vertical dive??
the ocean folds over
a tern | sballas |
a stream begins
in the middle of the trail
thrush beyond thrush | sballas |
day-long downpour . . .
dressing the children
for the ex-wife's wedding | sballas |
the longest day
he stills the mower
at twilight | sballas |
rippled sand . . .
each trough cradles
the glint of shells | sballas |
midsummer day??
tilting a longneck
all the way up | sballas |
morning sun
the honeybee's abdomen
pulses | sballas |
haggling over price??
the frozen jaw
of a warehouse tuna | sballas |
midsummer sea
silver ripples
from an otter's back | sballas |
beachside caf?
a bit of sand
in the waiter's ear | sballas |
thunder??
a looping inchworm's
rhythmic slide | sballas |
every spring
the same question . . .
returning bees | sballas |
sunrise
a shoot half out
of its seed skin | sballas |
faint scent of lilacs
i wonder what he means
by | sballas |
paper cranes
the yellow birch unpleats
its leaves | sballas |
beachcombing . . .
a wave picks up and drops
the sun's reflection | sballas |
lantern light
the river slips
through our fence | sballas |
first buds??
the oriole sings
its love song | sballas |
from the secret place . . .
the mother dog
with her litter | sballas |
sun-dappled sidewalk
shadows of new leaves play
on stains of the old | sballas |
moonless night
foxfire where there was
a forest road | sballas |
in blinding snow
sweet silage smell
from a door left open | sballas |
winter morning
the flag-draped coffins
of a few | sballas |
winter sun
the last photographs
in mother's album | sballas |
all day rain
a whistle of wind
breaks the rhythm | sballas |
the ewe
nudges her lamb once more??
ravens cawing | sballas |
more snow . . .
the nag of an itch
i can?t reach | sballas |
thin clouds
the ladle steams
above my bowl | sballas |
rain-lashed valley
the ram's wool matted
over his bones | sballas |
bevy of sparrows
a creek breaks
its winter banks | sballas |
a brown leaf
dangles among the buds??
the ambulance arrives | sballas |
the darkness
of long-empty stables??
quaker meetinghouse | sballas |
three-quarter moon
the windmill rusted
into silence | sballas |
sunset and moonrise??
if only i could learn
to be faithful | sballas |
october frost
the tread of the landlord
on crisp brown leaves | sballas |
grandmother
the stoop
in her shadow | sballas |
soldiers coming home . . .
three wasps circle where
the nest used to hang | sballas |
click-clack
of the bead curtain??
the sway of her hips | sballas |
a sioux tunic
embroidered with elk teeth
behind smudged glass | sballas |
thin marsh ice
my father attempts
an embrace | sballas |
a sparkler fizzles
into darkness
year's end | sballas |
ripening wheat??
he whistles
the latest love song | sballas |
i don?t know
what to tell her . . .
bruised mint | sballas |
dog days??
pulling off
cockleburs | sballas |
summer's eve
i turn the glider cushion
to its clean side | sballas |
late summer
crossing the memory
of a stream | sballas |
beach cabanas
flapping in the breeze
the sound of idle chatter | sballas |
handshake
not a kiss
starless night | sballas |
summer evening
a cook in the alley points
his knife at the moon | sballas |
muggy evening
a door slams shut
in the dead man's house | sballas |
sunset
i absorb the stillness
in the trees | sballas |
stars begin to fade . . .
so much music
from unseen birds | sballas |
slow train journey
a gull's shadow
takes the lead | sballas |
worn out day??
rocks the river left
on top | sballas |
midsummer
a speedboat slices
the lake in half | sballas |
scorching heat??
the shrilling of cicadas
pierces me | sballas |
nameless falls
a water ouzel
at rainbow's end | sballas |
dead man's curve??
a screech owl veers
toward the river | sballas |
after each
turn of the page
the fly | sballas |
thunderclap??
the sun tea
darkens | sballas |
secret campsite
chilled beer clinks
in midstream | sballas |
first night out
on their own . . .
my seedlings | sballas |
spring breeze??
a mosquito in the sap
of a beaver stump | sballas |
day after memorial day
a rolling trashcan filled
with flags | sballas |
field stones
the broadness
of the farmer's back | sballas |
fragile truce??
beet seedlings
in a crooked row | sballas |
milkmoon??
my daughter nurses
her plastic doll | sballas |
spring hail
the horse rolls its tongue
over the fencepost | sballas |
market stroll??
rotating a coin
in my pocket | sballas |
summer solstice
the long shadow cast
by a plastic t-rex | sballas |
swimmers
at the middle of the lake
graduation night | sballas |
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