August 5th
In the morning, I
will read only one haiku
and in these words: live
August 22nd
Before you triumph
you must nurture failure, as
your mother cared for you
September 1st
My hands ache in the cold
for this I am thankful
I know they are still there
September 23rd
The houses stand on out there
and look on one another
and approvingly, they scowl
September 24th
Hear: the eagle screech
and on my sister's one day,
the messes of men
September 29th
In every ripple
I see my life reflected
each one, me again
October 8th
Take this crow feather
drive to Georgia for the wake
a gift for my great uncle
October 10th - A
Thank you for coming
under this crow-speckled sky
we can sit and talk
October 10 - B
Look at the water
remember your father’s advice
peace – hard won, but worthy.
October 15th
A sunken tree punctures the water
like my mother’s words
escaping my mouth