ss honeybird

three seeds in one
trish reveals about
beta vulgaris family
(chard, beets)
as we consider/discuss
family by family
the vegetables we grow
_______

contrails against blue sky
turning curvy in pond surface reflection
as emory and i
glide through it
each taking turns with
the one wooden paddle
_______

honeybird hunter
or something along those lines
emory calls out which i say
should be the name
of our ship
_______

creek exploring i gather
wild sweet williams
and em and i take turns
releasing cimayo grandmother spring water
into last nights
rain turbulence trickling
south
_______

shiz and i double-hammock meetup
via voice two time zones apart
where i gaze at
spring-flitting birds in juniper above me and
she observes gina
lopper antic-ing in their back yard

_______

rain pound on metal roof
deluge
torrent
douwnpour
this time the storm doesn’t skirt/edge
it arrives full on
_______

trish on banjo
and sometimes mica, sometimes me on guitar
with tookie on guitar too
finding our way through
gillian welch chords and lyrics
on front porch
_______

joking about my
hand holding habits mica
calls me a bottom at circle up
to which i say something about
well, in this instance…
_______

from the water world:
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Flowers float in a lake at the former Nazi concentration camp Ravensbrueck in Fuerstenberg, northeastern Germany, to commemorate the 70th anniversary of the liberation of the camp by the Red Army on April 30, 1945. – voice of america, day in photos

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