Am meisten gelesen ▸
Dave Bonta
a slug is light lined with velvet
a modish rider on foot
full of beer he is a prodigal memorandum
signed and sealed
on the arithmetic of pleasure
ancient seabed
a sudden roar
from the quarry
higher pitched
than my memory
first cicada
which tree
will be today’s gnomon
great grey slug
I just found these coral fungi less than 50 feet from my front porch. Why don’t I ever go back here? I muttered as I crouched down to take a shot.
Then I stood up and saw all the poison ivy. That’d be the reason.
invasive slug
the wood pewee bending
his one note
cool morning
the sun catches a spider
patching holes