goldfish
in the graveyard pond
spring sunshine

family reunion
chachalacas shake
the branches

dusk
the last calf
settles into the herd

morning rain
a handful of strawberries
just as cool

beach walk
I shift a coconut
from hand to hand

warming breeze —
the barber’s pile of clippings
a little bigger

evening traffic . . .
rubber lizards for sale
still on the pavement

first summer rain
the bride and groom pause
in their dance

tin roof
two doves settle
into a groove

village bells
the sun-warmed odor
of cattle