A wrist band

a wrist band

IDs me with name

and age—

still, all these people

ask me who I am

~hospital, Katy, Texas, USA

—Atlas Poetica 20, January 2015

The same sky

the same sky 
as in the city 
but vaster here 
above this pastureland, 
my thoughts given their space 

–3LIGHTS, Winter 2010

Not sharing

not sharing

my passion for poetry

he buys me

Pablo Neruda’s 

Odes to Opposites

—Fire Pearls 2 (anthology by Keibooks), 2013

How deftly; in love; 20-some years

how deftly

you maneuver the chopsticks—

with fork in hand

I study your routine

as if you were a gymnast

—I think this was published (2007?), but I can't figure out where

in love

over vegetable curry
I can’t stop staring. . .
this brown rice
isn’t one bit mushy

—Simply Haiku, Autumn 2006

20-some years

of knowing each other

we choose mild

for the heat level

of our chana masala

—Fire Pearls 2 (an anthology by Keibooks), 2013

A wasp

a wasp

inhabits the feeder

I start to refill—

my days so full

with plans I must change

—Simply Haiku, Autumn 2006

One of these days, before our next move, we should hang up this bird feeder again.

Announcement: Reprint of "What if?" and call for submissions

KYSO Flash, a relatively new e-zine that celebrates short works of literature, recently reprinted my tanka prose piece "What if?" 

Calling all haibun and tanka prose writers: For the next two issues, the editor is looking primarily for fictionalized, imaginative haibun and tanka prose pieces or, as she describes them, "tanka stories."