car horns
thistledown floats
through traffic

the cool side
of corn husks
kitchen shade

moths on the door
     I close
         and lock

summer stars
the trumpet glinting
from its case

change in weather
talkative strangers
on a park bench

cabin steps
fresh birch seeds
since morning

thin summer moon –
a waft of burnt insect
from the halogen bulb

one firefly
my childhood
before my eyes

stars appear –
a flower vendor
stringing jasmine

thunderclap
a blue reflection
in the dog's brown eyes