summoning summer,
summoning summer,
mom and dad in the kitchen,
sweet taro ice cream
.
20240513:0917
y
summoning summer,
mom and dad in the kitchen,
sweet taro ice cream
.
20240513:0917
y
another sunday
morning, playing sous-chefs in
the kitchen, making
an old sweet that mama loves –
taro popsicles from scratch
.
20240512:1114
y
a miniature
red dragon hiding in the
japanese maple
folds and unfolds her wings in
the sun for a secure perch
.
20240511:2018
y
late spring,
daddy’s japanese
maples lift
their samaras
like offerings
to the wind
.
20240510:1828
y
the strength of things hangs
on a strategic overlap,
a reaching toward
.
20240509:2323
y
perhaps forgetting
that one has forgotten is
only the first step
.
20240508:2028
y
now and again, a
bouquet carries me home, so
i’m not led astray
.
20240507:2155
y
it’s too easy to
become distracted – keeping
an eye on the right
ball becomes less attainable
when they’ve all been deflated
.
20240506:2030
y
from april into
may, an alluring window,
bamboo shoots for days
.
20240505:1533
y
we played escape from
death star that late summer’s day to
help to mitigate
your pain – we could not have
known that you would not escape
.
20240504:2021
y