Thursday, June 6, 2024

By Mark Forrester

crocus blossoms

cupping the snow

in her small hands


Mark Forrester



green heron

as still

as the pond


Mark Forrester



mountain trail

at every turn

the moon’s tug


Mark Forrester



river glass . . .

the cool smoothness

of his lies


Mark Forrester

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