International Haiku Day
In starlight, such peace.
Bears, foxes, all come to you.
By day, your heart, wild.
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Fox returns
Sometimes what you hope happens…happens.
The grey fox appears at your feet, offering her wildness.
She knows the taste
Eating a bee
Last May a friend gave me a box of chocolates shaped like bees. Later I took a picture of one
Someone I never was
The morning shuffle out of the bedroom, the way he pauses at the door hunched over his aluminum walker, looking
Point of view
Accept the purples the night sky pours out over you, the stars, silvery pins holding it up, the way you
Button
You still have the button from your husband’s trousers, a bit of marbled-brown plastic, found on the floor,
Sorrow, visiting
Sometimes, like a breeze passing over you, so subtle not even the tips of leaves and fronds of ferns move,
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