howl

snap the fire flicker
night stark black red orange night
a still white circle
ink the hearths silent
glow these wakeful eyes open
pace these padded feet
pace this barred meter
soft footed snarling silence
pacing pouncing wait

far

the full moon over two cities

notebook correspondence

windchimes

mountains can be seen from here

enough how are you's to last
each day that i may live

and i am fine
just fine