6/2/20: First Thing

gray dawn—diffuse

sun without direction—stuck,

heavy, solemn

 

5/31/20: Least of All

the voice, the

voice prating over the earth

quaking

1/28/20: What Can’t Be Shoveled

last week’s snow

lingers—now the color and

shape of frozen smoke

11/21/19: Winter

waking

mid-realization—birds

have moved out