New Year 2002
Holiday light strings like streaks
Of magic fire in my hands
As the stark tree returns
To its forest nature
Tradition ended
Becoming again its dark
Original self.
Flickers and scrub jays lose color
Against the anonymous winter sky
Lemons, some still green,
Like promises.
I hear music like silence
The background of everything.
The year has turned.
Published 2005. Price: $10.00.