“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh

Monday, July 13, 2020

my winter tea ...

my winter tea
cinnamon and orange —
the sun comes out  

Saturday, July 11, 2020

All night the rain ...

All night the rain 
mutters and grumbles
like an old quarrel, on and on 
without resolution, finally 
subsiding with a dribble.

those muffled sounds ...

those muffled sounds — 
a small black cat’s 
persistent ghost

Thursday, July 9, 2020

lingering ...

lingering 
even in silence —
the sound of
that unanswered phone’s
reverberations

winter sun ...

winter sun —
noon is bright gold
briefly

Tuesday, July 7, 2020

Shut inside ...

Shut inside I almost miss startling red blooms, new on my bottlebrush.


Monday, July 6, 2020

Léon Pereira, Apothecary

I don’t know much more than his name and profession, my great-grandfather.