3089

living elderly–
snow clouds
my eyes losing their faces there

3088

living elderly–
autumn leaves ””_”-‘
alone again

3087

living elderly–
the son’s last call
all about the divorce

3086

living elderly–
the pen-pal letter again
in calligraphy

3085

living elderly–
returning starlight
the mirror on the pond

3084

living elderly–
the hour dawns take
to lighten the yard

3083

living elderly–
the crescent scooping the sea
at moonrise

3082

living elderly–
an owl hoot travelling
the wind

3081

living elderly–
the power of the tides
returned to the earth

3080

living elderly–
soul shapes
in the sky of gulls