Icicles hang like fingers and knivesfrom the coniferous trees, as if,winter has rained weapons and cut......

If not for, when waiting for elevators to down itself,counting holes of smoke detectors or the......

I’m the slowest smoker that I know of I’ve watched a squirrel eat a groundnut...

A thick film of yellow-grey slime in the air—Autumn each year is like this—but this time......

Birds on the Edge of a City We went to watch birds...

Slugs, sunbirdschameleons(startled still)young lemonson a lemon tree Dark Sal leaves,Champas fallenon the grass, withthem (bare footbare......

She sat stitching a river along hems, fraying with myths of going underground...

She has worn wintersworn silence, come Marchshe’s woken upin a language wet with noiseto bank on......

Meditations on the Sea The sea abandons shoals of shells broken and unbroken...

I wonder what the moon thinksSo many strange objects clicking picturesFar off from another planet.It cannot......