17 July 2026 (the new moon)
Kristen Lindquist
the new moon
clinging to the horizon
night wind
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Filtering by Tag: wind
the new moon
clinging to the horizon
night wind
following seas . . .
drawn-out goodbyes
on the crowded wharf
gale-whipped waves—
a soaring gull
careens past the wharf
a single catboat
tacking up the sound
wind-trimmed spruces
wind chill
a dream of the tropics
resolves into ospreys
burying the goldfinch . . .
leafless branches clack
with each gust
finch breeze—
a neighbor’s pink sheets
flap on the line
a kinglet’s song
lost to the wind
fairy ring
wind eases open
the rusty garden gate
first grackles
March gusts —
sand sifts through
a broken snail shell
all-day blizzard
over the roar of the wind
roar of the plow