easter rain
siskins squabble
at the feeder

grandmother's chest
the questions
i never dared ask

umpteenth spring snow the blackbird's drive to sing

needle-eye moon
a hundred camels marching
through my dream

no moonlight
in this amorphous sky...
my nonexistent faith

poem submission
the space between enter
and escape

warm on my skin
the moss agate pendant
grandmother wore

yet more snow
i sit inside a coffee bar
with wet feet

latest grapevine
the office assistant
puts on her glasses

winter light
a glimmer of fish scales
in the fisherman's beard

pussy willows
my elderly neighbour
hums a merry tune

spring equinox
i wipe mud from my shoes
in a pile of snow

cold feet
between snow and rain
i wriggle my toes

management changes ankle-deep slush

his final word
the sound of sleet
falling on ice

white noise
in her headphones
spring snowstorm

a tangle of barbed wire
the paper wasp queen
starts building a nest

blackbird's song in drifting snow you wake me

rain turning to snow
a crowded bus
runs a red light

how does a blackbird know
when to sing?
snowdrops in the snow


alternative version (with thanks to Bill):


how does a blackbird
know when to sing?
snowdrops in the snow

the blister bursts new moon

virga...
crossing out a word
from my poem

the dazzling white
of egrets taking off—
spring at the salt pans

- dead -

a line of ants thickens - - - - - - = = :

- bug -

 

  

or possibly better in a more conventional way:

 

 

a line of ants thickens dead bug


...

chinese lanterns
you, too, have become
transparent

a friend's confession
pipistrelles dart in and out
of the lamplight

morning mist
she pours warm milk
over corn flakes

snow falling on snow angels

(Shiki Kukai)

melting snow
those months he wore
compression gloves

campfire embers
the stories we listened to
when we were children

latest hit the old cat yawns