June – week 4/July – week 1

after the rain

the scars on the leaves

made by snails


still I hide them

once raw weals now silver-pale…

at the landfill

warblers and whitethroats

sing nature back home


blue between clouds

swifts spiral

after insects


a lone swift

between dust clouds

and blue marble…

a scalpel

in the sculptor’s hand


4 a.m…

the eerie call

of a peregrine


a long life

lived well…

smoke trail

a crane drifts by

the viewfinder of a dream


late summer

one red berry

on the bramble bush


what of woman

if man’s reach should exceed

his grasp?…

come harvest, I’ll stain my lips

with a blackberry moon


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