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

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