Poem of the Week
May 2026

                                                       

 

Early spring shimmies in

with a boisterous wren’s bubbling 

burble, whole body staccato slur, 

 

chattering wellspring of vibrato—

shaking off the morning dew

going through me, past 

 

cells and breath, fingertips,

parting my light and sea, 

onward towards you.