Mayfly
“I’m trying to learn about staying.”
-Sarah Brockhaus
On the shore—the other one—no one
is listening. The spring almost failed
us again, too timid to make hush
of the leaves. We can...
Digitalis purpurea
Somewhere
I am not in motion
but held
by foxgloves
and June grey
granite peering over
asphalt curves
golden lines are
lanes and bumblebees
bloodspot blossoms
and a summer
not yet here
but not yet
there,...
