who I was and long to be
adrift
clouds
with shadows
evan coram
*
through oak boughs
the porch light
on
and off
evan coram
who I was and long to be
adrift
clouds
with shadows
evan coram
*
through oak boughs
the porch light
on
and off
evan coram
morning mist
layered on the river ...
this
floating life
Chen-ou Liu
*
the departure door
closed between mother and me ...
fifteen years later
surging waves, one continent
and
English separate us
Chen-ou Liu
First lizard this year
on the mountain trail, tiny,
resolute.
Yay spring.
Beate Sigriddaughter