3099

living elderly–
the fragrant moments
of winter rains

3098

living elderly–
a fledgling on the lawn
its pink mouth to feed

3097

living elderly–
which of those stars
seems more alone

3096

living elderly–
only the moonlight reads
my Tarot cards

3095

living elderly–
on reflections
moonshine bends of the river

3094

living elderly–
a rocker creaking
the bones in it

3093

living elderly–
with winter thawing
down the streams to the sea

3092

living elderly–
winter blowing
all the light ’til evening

3091

living elderly–
the honey jar spreading
sunlight on toast

3090

living elderly–
the garden tool rust
invisible