
Spring Trio
Still in the Calm The onshore breeze chimes through broad leafed trees with sound like a wave curling to shore; tender light, the sound of

Still in the Calm The onshore breeze chimes through broad leafed trees with sound like a wave curling to shore; tender light, the sound of

The morning is white as if nothing were written on the tattered parchment, as if sky awaited new color, new clouds, new waves on the

This is my time, before the flood and rising water, before the wind and shaking trees, alone in the dark listening to the silence, gathering

Cold and wet feel like home in the spring passage; clouds piling against the mountains, the quiet mauve of plum leaves, above the streets a