9.
this high water
losing pressure
these clouds
molotov wicks
drowning
in drowning
as tugs race through
we roll
10.
this sedated rain
we slog through
as through
repeated dreams
Tag Archives: spring
it drags downward
this gothic grabs
all bright light / electric string
we set our sight on steam
/// push ///
this river gothic grabs
it does not let go
it drags downward
towards open water
Day 55, 2024
March is a list-making month
new chores in the midst of the transitional season
marveling at the daffodils ,checking for the crocus
at the edge of the driveway
between ours and Cindy Windy’s house.
All my garden aspirations bloom
with late winter rains, the rumble of spring
and hope that sprouts with tiny purple flowers.