the sun is up
birds' songs like a Greek chorus
the text
comedy or trategy
stage whispers
wispy and fuzzy
clouds in a summer sky
what do you see?
a special night
an annular moon
an ebbing tide
flows through the drain
of the earth's shadow
stir
sh*t
shower
shave
sos for breakfast
been away too long
just how does one return to the old memories
some say you cannot
heavy eyes in the morning
would the day lift my burden?
if only I could see
zephars carry pollen
dandelions parachute with seeds
picnics and trysts
she said no without meaning
he went away wondering
inattention
sin
race
class
war
power
taxes
death
improvisation
from Bach to Glass
jazz
spring lawn
dandelions and the scent of wild onions
menu de jour
prima vera and white wine
al fresco
RSVP
