offering

A handmade bowl from Mexico, in swirling color of earth and sky,

holding past lives of flowers.

BK, NY

Brick and brick, windows and brick, windows and windows marching in step

with the rhythm below, on the street where my daughter lives.

stonington

The green of memory and age, a corner barn lives

along a road shared with double yellow lines.

stripes

Color can buoy the spirit like the expanse of a horizon

where a line continues and begins again, and again.

power

summer

red hook

dot

peek

Oh! little tree, I see thee!

atop the pretty, Conservatory of Flowers,

I curtsy to your crown, in Golden Gate Park.

up

eyeball

wavy

pearl

swift

It was the rain, and the scrambling for my phone deep in the pocket of my coat

that with haste this image became.

A photo of light and movement and a moment unplanned.

jupiter, saturn

I came to the beach for this pair of planets, to see their unity alone in the sky.

A lump in my throat signaled gratitude,

for beauty, and twilight, and the magic a tomorrow can bring.

spiral

The sunlight descending into the ocean found it’s waters circled halos of light

reach

wet

still

bright