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plum blossoms??
vitamins strewn
across my plate | sballas |
magnolia in full bloom??
a new tingling
in my breasts | sballas |
angle of repose
a hermit thrush
fills the valley | sballas |
songbirds in the dark
the sound of my sister's voice
when she lies | sballas |
the downpour ends
first one peep
then another | sballas |
the first bird
to break silence . . .
hour of the wolf | sballas |
icesnow??
the stab marks
of her pronged cane | sballas |
flashlight shadows
the storyteller's head
fills the ceiling | sballas |
moonless night
the splinter deep
in my finger | sballas |
deep winter
the splinter begins
to fester | sballas |
rain turning to snow
a beggar in the subway
that no one believes | sballas |
winter stars
we all hunt
for his belt | sballas |
winter beach??
the size of gulls
up close | sballas |
winter sun
the iv pouch
buckles | sballas |
home village
nowhere to visit
but the graveyard | sballas |
cicadas
the double dutch girls
take five | sballas |
onion skins
in the kitchen sink??
leaves raked and piled | sballas |
warm rain
batman rides
on daddy's shoulders | sballas |
frost melt??
the pewit
speaks its name | sballas |
late november
no leaves to break the fall
of heavy rain | sballas |
apples in the grass
an empty swing sways
from the branch | sballas |
fallen leaves
around the maple
do i have to go home | sballas |
morning chill
a child's shadow
moves thru mine | sballas |
that kind of day
the wind at my back
most of the time | sballas |
almost sunset??
my husband humming a tune
of his own | sballas |
breakfast alone
except for that cricket
behind the fridge | sballas |
floating log
your words carry me
across the river | sballas |
autumn equinox
a crow on the wire
reverses its grip | sballas |
the same hilltop
but on the other side
of summer | sballas |
tug horn
a cloud shadow
puts out to sea | sballas |
rain on cedar shakes
after long silence
an old friend speaks | sballas |
desert breeze
the clay jugs broken
by shadow | sballas |
billowing clouds
the mill's overshot wheel
dark with moss | sballas |
bounding ahead
over mountain roads
the full moon | sballas |
autumn wave . . .
the hiss
of tiny pebbles | sballas |
arbor gate??
turning sideways
to avoid the thorns | sballas |
beach sunrise
daylight crawls
crab by crab | sballas |
late summer
echo of a motorcycle
buzzing in the tunnel | sballas |
butterfly house
our voices
float in whispers | sballas |
vegetarian daughters
fingers stained
turmeric | sballas |
heat lightning
through a stuck
screen door | sballas |
oppressive heat??
tossing ice cubes
to the junk yard dog | sballas |
lovers down the beach
turn out to be
driftwood | sballas |
storm shelter . . .
a girl and her mother play
itsy-bitsy spider | sballas |
two caterpillars
crossing paths??
summer's end | sballas |
morning sun
cherry petals drying
on a turtle's back | sballas |
young green poplars . . .
recalling
that kind of intensity | sballas |
roadside huddle
of thatched roof huts
earthy rain scent | sballas |
the sweet peas
begin their climb
solstice | sballas |
wild roses
the farm wife shears
a gravid ewe | sballas |
first warm day
harleys gleam
the length of the diner | sballas |
budding maples??
an updraft
of goldfinches | sballas |
manhattan skyline
my son is getting married
tonight | sballas |
weeds uprooted
the earth
under my fingernails | sballas |
mountain overlook
a rush of perfume
from the seniors? tour bus | sballas |
new year's day
our neighbors? boots
in the mud room | sballas |
after all
the cell phone calls
the pine | sballas |
a few heads nod
as a vision is retold
the candle's flame | sballas |
a winter sun
drawn in yellow crayon??
the children's ward | sballas |
split white birch
a beaver's wake
reaches shore | sballas |
winter night
my wish
still among the stars | sballas |
word of a death
the clarity
of winter sunlight | sballas |
mud month??
a line of fox tracks
divides the field | sballas |
morning warmth
a boy stretching his step
to match dad's | sballas |
hiroshima day
multi-color threads
on the weaving machine | sballas |
more footsteps??
the broken branch
breaks again | sballas |
one deep breath
for a moment the pine
is part of me | sballas |
beginning of summer??
the heart of the watermelon
saved for last | sballas |
oppressive heat??
a road crew rakes hay
over grass seeds | sballas |
dry thunder
the sound of sparrows
in sunflowers | sballas |
church picnic??
grass butterflies stirred up
by my skirt hem | sballas |
ebb tide
the curve of the beach
brighter | sballas |
spring afternoon
the schoolchildren return
to the dead squirrel | sballas |
evensong
an upturned snail shell
brimming with rain | sballas |
cardinal pair
the girl i never asked
to the high school dance | sballas |
a spider comes out
to bundle its catch . . .
evening rain | sballas |
spring sun
her urn gathers
the whole family | sballas |
a drifting cloud
the line of frog eggs
twitches | sballas |
fado love song . . .
dust bunnies swirl
ahead of the broom | sballas |
first of spring
the mail carrier's
knees | sballas |
mother's day
one set of footprints
along the beach | sballas |
hands
on the balcony rails
summer morning | sballas |
afternoon stillness
a dragonfly touching
circles in the pond | sballas |
swallowing
an iron pill??
autumn melancholy | sballas |
log fire
the landlord's
reindeer nose | sballas |
passing headlights
snow gathers on
the horse's back | sballas |
crocuses bloom
the old woman on the bench
swings her feet | sballas |
the bonfire embers
smoulder on to sundown
honking geese | sballas |
the empty barrel
still smells of apples . . .
november snow | sballas |
evening snowstorm . . .
a tinful
of unsharpened pencils | sballas |
two crows
into a headwind
skittering leaves | sballas |
old dog gets up
just to lie back down
end of winter | sballas |
billowing clouds
trailing the tractor
windrows of hay | sballas |
chatter
in the outfield
katydids | sballas |
evening shadows??
a crow
this side of the haze | sballas |
new girl at school
maple pods
twirling endlessly | sballas |
the river of heaven
my body
drifts away | sballas |
a gang of men
followed by others
the ripe grain | sballas |
august night
the crack of the bat
sends a chill | sballas |
moonlight
on my hands
the smell of parsnips | sballas |
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