... truck knows the way

some things not remembered
my hands will not forget --
Autumn deepening ...

Summer in the City

iridescence -
amidst the dandelions,
sleek crows forage
through bits of bright litter









stinging nettles,
young maples like weeds -
the mystery behind
your manicured lawns









trumpet vines
through the broken tarmac -
gangbangers on the corner
argue on their iPhones









the texture of twine -
high summer sun bakes
the old brick wall








a dusty-red wren
perches on a pail -
heat shimmer's glare
above the hot-tar roof









that musty smell,
limestone and broken glass -
the stain of fallen walnuts
stuck to our hands