follow

herb garden

your scent follows me

all the way home

until

until

the dog and i

spring peepers

perfect

spring evening

  a bottle of wine

      short of perfect

riverbank

riverbank

what sunset makes

of us

smoke

smoke downriver

crows change direction

in a dead pine

chives

cicada

a pot of chives

heavy with sound

brushwork

brushwork

the forest accepts

my fingertips

fish

almost dawn

a fish jumps into

my quiet moment

ripen

all this talk

of persimmons

evening ripens

decades

six decades

in my tea bowl

sunset deepens

wonder

i wonder

what the blossom feels

first butterfly

life line

dead dragonfly

through his wings

my life line

gradual

gradual rain

an empty bucket

changes tune

bath

tree shadows

my bath grows cool

with moonlight

easter

a bowl of fruit

    the emptiness

        on easter eve