Category: insects
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meditation on dying
before the rain before you settle in for the night you walk familiar streets admire mowed lawns limbs trimmed stacked along curbs waiting for the city to haul away _____ sweaty shirt sticks to back and belly trees touch arching green over quiet streets silence thrums just before cicadas roar _____ kudzu pulls roof and…
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poem for a friend
On a log pile by a fire pit On a log with lichen clings a lone cicada husk Split in the back for you to flee A life that’s grown too small you flee into green canopy And sing incessantly to be found To be loved before a change of seasons 7-20-20
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Two plus two plus two plus two
Dark shadow with golden legs Early morning sun illuminates on screen Normally, I see you in debris along the fence Or on a rotting stump among the weeds What brings you to my porch to perch in soft young light? I have nothing to feed you, but I marvel at your agility How you coordinate…
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Dragonfly
Stopping to almost perch on grass you followed for two blocks Steering your four winged bi-plane in and out of my path Are you bringing good fortune what are you trying to say? Black white laced wings in late afternoon sun I stopped and offered a finger you came close and flew away 7-16-20
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Drone
Daytime cicadas drone about mating in this heat; they keep on droning, so I assume it’s too damn hot to procreate, even in the shade. If they had studied hard for seventeen years and not slept in and skipped class, we would only hear the drone of tiny HVAC units in the trees. 7-14-20
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A rainy night haiku for our lonely quarantine
cicadas and rain tree frogs calling back and forth street lights with halos 7-6-20
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No sleep
Doze on the porch Doze in a chair Doze on a couch Doze in your office Doze in the park Doze in sweat pants Doze in underwear Your wife saw a spider Crawl across your bed 6-30-20
My husband's poetry 