poem
strange times
of mistrust
in this unsettled
autumn
possibly a gang
these birds
over there
possibly with plans
and of course
bad ones
(AW, Sept 2026)
haiku
start of autumn
even soft shoes pinch
on old feet
ragweed pollen
my body barks like
a dog in a yard
a Friday
in September
with more wind than necessary
the bell tower
the early autumn wind
brings nearness
(AW, Aug 2026)
this wind
a Sunday wind
it carries some autumn
what are young parents
supposed to tell
their children now
when glaciers
can no longer stand it
there is no story
about so helpful giants
available
shrubs
and this astonishing long
spider thread