storm season what else have we left but to lose —Michael Henry Lee
A batch of summer additions...
night fall in my dreams there's still time — Michael Henry Lee
windows open now my cat laying on the sill in the hazy moon — Michael Henry Lee
Terri French limns a remembrance.
Radhamani Sarma draws out the exuberance of emotions.
Resuming our renku, where we left off.
Ringing the changes . . .
Marion Clarke can’t quite read the omens.