13 June 2026 (seaside roses)
Kristen Lindquist
seaside roses . . .
morning fog moves
through my bones
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seaside roses . . .
morning fog moves
through my bones
sudden downpour
the wren’s repeated rattle
from garden’s edge
slug weather
a hole chewed through
an amanita’s cap
family plot
blue-eyed grass growing
from a baby’s grave
wavy window glass . . .
a vernal moth’s wings
translucent with sunlight
under a sky full of stars
the night bird’s
incessant cries
rain or poplars . . .
suddenly in the dark
birdsong
waiting to wish
on the first star
me and a pheasant
after the sunset
walking home with
the scent of lilacs
flaring sunset —
from the marsh a sora’s calls
grow louder
island sunset
gulls’ cries mingling
with the shouts of children