start of September
start of September — trying to remember the blue, the white
Category: my poetry
end of July, poems
end of July — hearing the cicadas above the traffic ________________ end of July — dog waiting for cars in the shade ________________ end of July — rust on the gate creaks
a few daily haiku
July sun on my neck — grinding of the coffee roaster ______ fourth of July — wasp explores the flag ______ July rain drying my hair in it ______ again the summer rain again ______ pulling back the left sleeve of my shirt — five minutes since last time
[there in the center]
there in the center where no time is the spot around which the hands revolve and determine their arcs
white pebble 