windswept clouds a boy and his dog chasing shadows —Susan Constable
rain falling into the silence of nothing to say —Susan Constable
river in flood telling him more than he wants to know —Susan Constable
first contractions at the end of the day a pink and blue sky —Susan Constable
A couple poems didn’t make it into the December Per Diem . . .
Haiku as the perfect expression of in-betweenness . . .
Jo McInerney leans into the light.
Jo McInerney consorts with whales.