We gather wild asparagus beneath the powerlines.
A hummingbird weighs the same as a nickel.
Somewhere the new Mozart is fleeing a sponsor.
Betrayed by fiat currency we drank from each others mouths.
The reticulated arms of trees by the side porch.
Recall whisking tea during the ceremony, the sound in the bowl.
New grandchild awaits birth and surgery; mother a slow savage.
Last night before sleep, an Armageddon of choice.
The sky let down one hollow canyon.
A dagger of ice falls into Glacier bay.
A child of answers, only answers.
I clean the orchard mud from my rolled up pant legs.
Where once we hunted black tail deer, sculpture and swallows.