old year new year
placing an unopened note
in the flaming hearth

mysteriously
through morning mist
the arrival of spring

trilling wood
where in the tangle lives
the songster

spring breeze
my spirit soars
with the kite

morning
a beach house
empties into summer

ancient love song…
how the orchid opens its throat
to receive the bee

summer’s end
next year’s blossom
in the daylily root

Autumn loneliness…
over the dunes spent blossom
scatter in the wind

cracked buckeye husk
my palm open
to the sun

wrinkled figs
these hands that have plucked
so much fruit

crystal moon
the sound of ice
forming

lunar eclipse
I ease into the darkness
beyond

winter morning
luminous above the canyon
fog floats toward solstice

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WINTER SOLSTICE 2020

still dark
a pan of milk
warms on the fire

market day
holiday tunes mingle
with the crowd

kitchen clatter
herbs for the goose
spices for the pie

in gratitude
hands touching hands—
clink of glasses

moon rise…
beyond the merriment
the silence