Dormant Fields

March 5, 2018

my young daughter laughs

as we race through dormant fields

spring is drawing near


Untitled (A Fluid Sun)

January 19, 2018

new light

warms the frosted

window pane

a fluid sun

drips onto

the slowly rotting sill


January 10, 2018

Winter peekaboos

through the crack under my door

Spring sits back and laughs

The New Year

January 3, 2018

blackbirds float

over frozen white fields

unaware of a new year

Subtle Preparations

January 2, 2018


far below this temporary tundra

our garden

makes subtle preparations

forgotten bird flies

through a freezing moonlit mist

singing Auld Lang Syne

Well Worn Blankets

December 30, 2017

falling sky

flaking skin




into well worn blankets