Her view from the hill
– once so fine in good weather –
just blackened landscapes.
San Diego fire 2
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Category Archives: seasons
San Diego fire
Anne emails to say
smoke plumes rise like shrouds of loss.
Below, hell ablaze.
Problem
In bad rains bathroom
ceiling leaks. A slow tick tells
of water stains mapped.
Unseasonable
Tomorrow it’ll be
eighty. Mother Nature is
having hot flashes.
See sun’s end
We’ve shut the windows.
Pulled out sweaters, pulled on socks.
A fall admission.
The next day
Undereye circles
purple as grapes, lids heavy
as harvest-ripe vines.
Can’t sleep 3 – Bubbe’s lament
Again you’re staying
up late. God forbid you should
worry about me.
Autumn entourage
Cold rain heralded
her return. Killing frost trails
her, biding his time.
Unresolved
Today we act as
if nothing happened. Over
night a cold front passed.
Unseasonable
mother nature’s miss
taken october for jewel
eye’s endless summer.
a haiku a day 