August 28, 2009

Even while damp heat

wraps its turban on my head,

ice still grips my thoughts.

August 21, 2009

Another round of

the carousel. Family

is my golden ring.

August 20, 2009

Thirty seven years

passed day by day, good and bad,

but mostly so good.

August 19, 2009

A long-time dream of

comfort and independence

awakes wrapped in gauze.

August 18, 2009

Like Inuits, we

pass days insulated in

our summer igloo.

August 17, 2009

Dog lying on porch,

husband on sofa,

panting out dog days.

August 14, 2009

Oscar's strong legs meet

bright plastic, flashing lights, springs,

and then head skyward.

August 13, 2009

August slouches home

wrapped in its long underwear

and sweaty flip flops.

August 10, 2009

Songs still resonate

after guitars and banjos

are back in their case.