12/10/19: Going Out

snow begins and we

are bundled to our eyes while

trees, bare-armed, dance

11/25/19: Winter Morning

angled sun

between buildings—empty trees’

shade pulled thin

11/13/19: What if Someone Is?

a wood’s path—forking

again and again—became

the space between trees

10/24/19: Bare Ruin’d Choirs

what mystery

in weather tells trees which

color to turn?