Afternoon Light
Beetle
Centuries Go By
Early March In Town
Five Oranges
Friends Make Us Fuller
Ink Bottle
Lemon Cucumbers
Like A Boat Drifting
Some Dust
Summer Solstice
Sun Shining Through A Cabbage Leaf
Ten By Twelve
The Table I Keep
Nothing is lost. One by one the five big oranges in a low bowl on the oak floor disappeared, a five-petalled flower missing a petal each day... This morning one orange rests deep in its center and the bowl turns to a blossom.
For Mary, Seattle 1966