Love, a ribbon of light,
troubles me from bed and
out the door,
unfurling and
curling back,
tying me to my neighbor
Tag Archives: light
Deck light
To do
Milk light from the blue, aging night sky.
Drink at last of its newness.
Morning light
Cloister walk
Cupped fire in the twilight
The face,
the point of light,
the smoke
Last shot of the summer
Solstice dialogue
Two more days and the days will get longer.
Voice of someone else and the wilding of the mind.
Just a bit more light. I promise I’ll get stronger.
Voice of someone else and the wilding of the mind.
Gust of light
The light at four
She’s left the inner garden.
Here, though, she slows, her smile
recalling old reversals and raising briefly the prospect of shade’s
shedding its clothes, and being morning again,
naked in the flowers.
