Ribbons (journal of the Tanka Society of America)
21.1, spring/summer 2025
expecting
a bumper crop
of zucchini
I make a list of neighbors
who gift Xmas fruitcake
21.2, fall/winter 2025
a loon calls
as thunderheads move in
Dad steadies
the boat with both oars
for my last overhand cast
Onions in Moonlight (2025 Tanka Society of America Members' Anthology)
dry thistles
chatter in the wind
remembering
our last conversation,
what we let unsaid
haikuKATHA
#40, February 2025
reading
your goodbye letter . . .
the time
it takes a single cloud
to drift across the lake
the hour
between birdsong
and sunrise
just me and this monkey-mind
pretending to meditate
#41, March 2025
enough rain
to rinse the windowsills
but not to lift
these memories
this yearning
as dawn sneaks its way
through the chill
roadrunner tracks stitching
shadows together
#42 April 2025
from this pass
overlooking Las Vegas
the
new moon
lost
in an arched swath
of
star-blistered sky
in that lapse
between moonset and sunrise
the muse arrives
in her pink bunny slippers
uncaffeinated, hair wild
his face dims
with each passing year
. . . and still
that rich baritone voice
sings in my midnight mind
counting stars . . .
wondering, wondering how
a trillion neutrinos
just passed through me
without an ouch
morning sun
and the auburn notes
in your dark hair. . .
a wallet-worn snapshot
of us among the lilacs
after the storm
this pink-cheeked dawn . . .
hopeful
as a nest of smiling
matryoshkas
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