flute song
across baked terraces
the clear air stippled

heatwave —
nuns take turns
at the drinking fountain

peach seeds
an inch thick
the heat

summer dusk
flecks of grass
in the dog dish

summer evening
the man on the bridge
waves back to us

Machu Picchu —
face to face
with a llama

Goodwill Store —
trying on the swimsuit
that I gave away

the very back
of the cat’s mouth
Sunday afternoon

a slow stroll
through the general store
lingering day

green water
I silently join
the dolphins