pink indigo bay
rippling August sunset
birdsong of children

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dog lopes into
the bay's salt-water slush
like quicksand

Feb. 3

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dogs in plaid coats run
through greying Central Park
imagine

Jan. 14, 2004

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like the fool's hair
in a Kurosawa film
empty branches

Dec. 15, 2003

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barefoot I crunch leaves
that fell many days ago
warm enough to swim

November 4, 2003

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wind blows
empty chestnut shells.
who could be so hungry?

October 6, 2003

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across my door frame
an early-autumn spider's web
surprises my face

September 22, 2003

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two bright lights
nothing but the moon and Mars
and my early shivers

September 10, 2003

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noonday sun reveals
blue upon white upon blue
touching fresh snowfall

March 12, 2003

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bobbing ducks feasting
in exquisite sunset glow
snowcakes rest ashore

February 27, 2003

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ice flows piling up
not since 15 years ago
shivering black dog

February 24, 2003

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never enough snow
great huge flakes dangle then fall
on hollow paw prints

Jan. 23, 2003

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cold whistling night
as moon creeps towards full
ivy crawls softly

Dec. 18, 2002

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wind light as air
knocks my hat off
now it snows

Dec. 1, 2002

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full moon tilting
paints the ocean silver
month of strawberries

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if I dive
into silver moon trail
will I be silver too?

 

-- Mary Martin