sun fades
art on walls
and prints
on bookcases
in frames or
held in place
by some small
treasure
I take care
to preserve
yet also like
the thought
that in a way
each is then
unique to this
time and place
October 2019 and April 2015
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reading memoirs
and then the view
outside today
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin
February 23, 2015
All the Way Home: Aging in Haiku
Edited by Robert Epstein
Middle Island Press, 2019
only now beginning
to find my place and poems
late-blooming rose
from the bush planted
long before we came here
August 2010
early morning
when I wrote a post
and late afternoon
when I read poetry
and listened to music
robin on the branch
by the same window
I look for the small gifts every day. This morning, I thought an idea for a summer 2022 series might be to simply note a few of these blessings.
new place
for the Christmas cactus
sunroom window
I read poetry journals, and sometimes may read a poem several times, before the language flows for me. The days vary. And I select different books from my collection over the week, and read a few poems by different authors. I think about place, and where the poets are from. So much in common.
memories
from long ago
books from the library
books I can buy
and keep on a shelf
grateful today
for perennials
that grow and bloom
through so many
different years
the wildflowers
we did not plant
yet found a place here
the formal gardens
we see in the area
and their serene beauty
what work there must be
to offer this view
as we drive by on our way
home
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 