The pull of a daisy strands a honey bee in …
A wandering star behind a red veil, leading a traveler…
Waiting for the blade to bend, stranded on a windblown …
An occasional sojourner in the pocket of a forgotten flower, …
The smallest spider wakes before dawn, a living landscape points …
The day’s last flight, outrunning the sun in a search …
Honey bees aflame slip through an ephemeral landscape of angled …
A spider does a little soft shoe, an old-time arachnid …
Dusk comes earlier, everyone around me seems more hurried, the …
I’ve received my copies of the latest Whisper in the …
