Or: “Lexicon.” For the Belgians.
Or: “A Storm in Heaven,” written in the form of a quadrille (almost!). With thanks to dVerse for the prompt.
Or: “A Littoral Apology.” At the Raritan Bay Waterfront Park in South Amboy, NJ.
Another poem on the poetics of cultivation. In memory of my paternal grandmother (嫲嫲).