In July I continued my habit of taking very long walks early in the morning, and I was amply rewarded! More flowers, more sidewalk poetry, more amusing lawn ornaments, and more stories.
Everyday Poems for City Sidewalk
Advice for Gardeners
Emancipate failed growth, hope
it'll just keep living. Mulch
near odd places.
Read unlimited variegated words.
Xerox your zucchini.
Autumn winds drag leaves from the trees,
clog the streets in dreary finale.
Bare branches crisscross the heavy sky.
Icy rain spatters, ink-blots the pavement.
I settle at the window, stare into the black flannel,
search the woolly lining of the night for winter.
was taken out of your heart
by the meadowlark
who slipped the silver needle
of her song
in and out of the grey day
and mended what was torn.
Feel the rush.