early dusk
an inch of snow
on a half inch branch

a dancer
all her life —
winter moon

bare branches
a swishing broom
finds its rhythm

dwarfed by dinosaur skeletons
a teen
with all the answers

science fair
my amaryllis bigger
than his

storm over —
her headstone
above the snow

church bells and snow
I read that Chekhov
longed to be a monk

winter drizzle —
a sprinkling of sea salt
on warm pretzels

the crows
louder than usual
deep morning mist

I’d almost forgotten it
a seed’s hunger
for the sun