Shaker village:
the clarity
of birdsong

drifting clouds . . .
the exam hall
bright sometimes

small window
and a bird too fast
to name

rose thorns
the soft whirl
of a spinning wheel

hot night —
riffs
and midriffs

first light —
broken blue shells
under the maple

spring bird song
a girl comes first
to the peep-hole

the tinkling
of recycled glass
spring drizzle

Fourth of July fireworks
girls with long pigtails
jump double-dutch

record heat —
a moth the color of heather
on the heather