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me
and the mountain
winter solstice | tempslibres |
drinking white
instead of red
night without stars | tempslibres |
fresh market
the age of the hand
buying apples | tempslibres |
a hawk slips
between the colors
river twilight | tempslibres |
waiting for rain
a year is ending
in the woods | tempslibres |
river twilight
a tiny crab touches
every shadow | tempslibres |
calmed
by the riverbank
drifting wood | tempslibres |
sunrise
and flowers blooming
on the table | tempslibres |
hunting season
the maple's
blood red | tempslibres |
chainsaw
hearing the river flow
afterward | tempslibres |
sunday morning
the jasmine climbs
a cloud higher | tempslibres |
valley wedding
the scent of gun smoke
coming uphill | tempslibres |
nobody's tree
on the highest branch
the perfect apples | tempslibres |
moon silence
the sound of a mouse
comes between us | tempslibres |
another flood
a different voice
in the bayou | tempslibres |
on his third try
the fish hawk wins
summer games | tempslibres |
only a fish
nibbling a lily pad
morning fog | tempslibres |
dry thunder
on the tip of my tongue
the scent of rain | tempslibres |
the sound of heat
everything is
cicadas | tempslibres |
as still as midnight
hanging in the moss
the dying moth | tempslibres |
passing storm
bits of sky settle
in the treetops | tempslibres |
a fish breaks
the river's calm
heat haze | tempslibres |
lost in thought
the sound of wavelets
at the edges | tempslibres |
pond of dust
a butterfly's quest
for a flower | tempslibres |
troubled times
the grace of sunset
on a summer day | tempslibres |
another tragedy . .
evening curls quietly
in the pond | tempslibres |
summer firelight
the memory of a dog
nuzzles my hand | tempslibres |
for a moment
the heat is so cold
deep south | tempslibres |
spent candle
reading the last page
by first light | tempslibres |
restless dreams
but there you are
morning sky | tempslibres |
seed catalog
the colours of
a winter daydream | tempslibres |
sacred ground
a bumblebee tastes
every poppy | tempslibres |
morning fog
only the duck's cry
passes overhead | tempslibres |
just after midnight
sounds become heartbeats
coyote song | tempslibres |
running home
an empty mind
full of jasmine | tempslibres |
frog by frog
the marsh erupts
with dusk | tempslibres |
after the cranes
the sky refills
with silence | tempslibres |
prairie afternoon
the grassy taste
of every breath | tempslibres |
outgoing tide
what sand remembers
of night | tempslibres |
forest trail
my thoughts meander
the fragrances | tempslibres |
just where
creek becomes river
the rain begins | tempslibres |
on the edge
of almost too far
crushed chili pepper | tempslibres |
picket fence
i bury my cat
on the sunny side | tempslibres |
all the quiet
gone from the pond
first bullfrog | tempslibres |
between sunrise
and my bed
an owl flies home | tempslibres |
cabin walls
feeling my way through
a wilderness night | tempslibres |
against my skin
the roughness of firewood
hoar frost | tempslibres |
twilight
a cricket's
sudden silence | tempslibres |
river fog
stretching to sunrise
the voices of ducks | tempslibres |
abandoned house
a windowsill heavy
with cactus bones | tempslibres |
a dog howls
the river darker . .
one last beer | tempslibres |
just west of dawn
an earful of geese
heading south | tempslibres |
the grey sound
of a boat's emptiness
cold dawn rain | tempslibres |
on the morning side
of the river's end
rising star | tempslibres |
puddles of sky
a child's first step
in the clouds | tempslibres |
growth rings
a child sings her way
around a tree | tempslibres |
my missing pen
the cat pretends sleep
on a winter's eve | tempslibres |
unknowns
waiting for the wind
to cry again | tempslibres |
sunday eve
the blues moan softly
across the pond | tempslibres |
storm clouds
billowing in the wind
a stranger's coat | tempslibres |
deep canyon
the grand voice
of a tiny wren | tempslibres |
desert night
a constellation of tents
glows yellow | tempslibres |
smoke on the wind
midnight's every breath
tastes of fire | tempslibres |
grey autumn day
knowing when it's time
in my bones | tempslibres |
where trees bloom
with egrets at dusk
the quiet sky | tempslibres |
at the deep end
of a winter day
birdsong | tempslibres |
bark beetles
in the Ponderosa pine
these gnawing doubts | tempslibres |
a famished mallard
has emigrated
to the city zoo | tempslibres |
blackout --
how bright Mars shines
this summer night! | tempslibres |
skyscraper
a window-washer squeegees
the thunderhead | tempslibres |
insomnia
the mouse
has it too | tempslibres |
afternoon rain-
a neighbor opening her curtains
too | tempslibres |
in the cathedral
kneeling
photographer | tempslibres |
as soon as the sun
lights up the busse's window
this mosquito get worked up | tempslibres |
hardly half
the moon upright
clear november sky | tempslibres |
leaves stir
on the pavement
full moon soon | tempslibres |
through Caroline street
with four artichokes -
dripping nose | tempslibres |
sleeping
beside the gold fish -
november full moon | tempslibres |
High tide
oil reaching
new heights | tempslibres |
End of the year
sweeping out flies
from the balcony | tempslibres |
Full moon night -
the shape of the mannequins' breasts
in the shop-window | tempslibres |
New-York September
the one-way sign points towards
the billowing cloud | tempslibres |
gardens' gates
closed on
to the waters | tempslibres |
nobody sees
the red persimmons in the
abandoned garden | tempslibres |
hurry up
to cross the trail
reckless snail ! | tempslibres |
Twilight -
fireflies lighting up
the old oak. | tempslibres |
Melanoma -
the warrior's last
combat zone. | tempslibres |
Third winter
without you -
the howling wind. | tempslibres |
little masks on ...
the ice-cream truck
only blocks away | tempslibres |
alone together
another glass of wine
the color of bruises | tempslibres |
quarantined
laughter of newlyweds
next door | tempslibres |
midnight...
tulips in a water glass
touching | tempslibres |
eyes red
nostrils puffing smoke
all night poker | tempslibres |
frigid night
the chimney belches heat
from his love letters | tempslibres |
garden party
a sound crew checks
the microphone | tempslibres |
afternoon break —
the hooker savors a hotdog
before the evening rush | tempslibres |
steamy sex
in the church parking lot --
amazing Grace | tempslibres |
"hey
the red bikini"
coming out of the water | -- eleven o'clock |
in the attic
grandpa's rabbit's foot
and Purple Heart | tempslibres |
grandma’s brassiere
on the clothesline
perky in the breeze | tempslibres |
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