some of mine

my hole in the Pacific Ocean– white clouds fishing harbour- one wooden post without a pelican boat harbour an old fisherman moored by his handline lush pasture... about thirty beasts being cows kite festival the home-made dragon drags its tail fence rider the moon keeps pace on the other side thin mist a pregnant woman dries the swing seat her fading footsteps… mist holds the moonlight in a lemon tree    yesterday today and    tomorrow climbing rose a through train shakes a petal loose summer twilight the compost heap flower last to fade winter camelia– sunlight from far away touches her face oncology– reception room flowers all plastic cancer clinic we park between two limos abandoned dairy the holding pen full of milk thistles

gurgling stream the stone in my hand dies silently choppy surf- a lone swimmer throws angled elbows moonlit nursery baby's hands clutch at the sky noon... the bending moment of bougainvillea adrift in autumn- from a dungay farmhouse a window light summer rain a treefrog's feet on the window pathology doorway a windblown woman clutches her skirt a bellbird sings       the winter mountain unmoved dawn shadows- a crow rides the windmill back to the trough reef dive a bug-eyed fish stares back chain lightning the mid-summer sky reseals itself heaped leaves the pregnant woman leans on her rake morning dew the plowed field patched with spider webs bus stop seat a pregnant woman picks at flaking paint spring rain an empty swing hangs above its puddle estuary- an incoming tide returns the moon

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