SPIRAL of LIFE

The sun is a kite
with a string to the heart
by day, by night.
The robin’s call strengthens at dusk.
Migrating geese laugh
over the ocean.
The white
eyeball of the moon
emotes through space.
Night spirals…
the sky shades, turns,
deepens.
The geese are rowdy,
a dog runs by the window
panting.
Listening
into the spiral,
sipping hot tea
in the backyard,
looking into the spiral
until we say:
“We’ve been here before,
early this morning
when the neighbor’s mower
sent a spray of grass
catching the light,
just this way.”

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other chapbooks
Aromas Finer Than Prayer
A Net for the Moon
Presence of Birds
Spiral of Life

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