Birthday

 

Still trying to convince myself growing up is a good thing.

I just like the cake.

Darkness Approaches

 

Newport, RI

To be a fish...

Explanation

I am less here than others. Practicing
the art of poise upon a slender ledge
that drops down days, resolving not to sing
a favorite nocturne, pruning back the edge
of dreams--all these are such consuming tasks.
And morning means that I must nurse a flame
so I can study what the daylight asks,

and research why

and memorize

my name.

--Jean Lenski

Desolate decay

There is something within me that really loves things that are falling apart.

Sometimes decay can be so beautiful.