new year I regift the windchimes

in their dark glass tank
the lobsters
orbiting the sun

dressing room
the weight of the wedding gown
she steps into

the shadows
of returning geese . . .
Ground Zero

bomb in the Metro
petals in a
clear glass bowl

your gift of soup hard rain

clear night skies
your quiet search
for my birthmark

blind date
the way she says
tomato

New Year's Eve
he kisses everyone
but me

fish kill
they decide against
children

in another world
what would become of us
paper clips

farmer's market ripe with gossip

what's in it
for me
refrigerator light

summer ends
deflating
the whale shark