Haiga Archive

scattered across
a starling’s feathers
constellations
catch and refract
the spectacle of night

taffeta sky
crows stitch the edges
together

the green promise
of a new relationship
this fluttering
of malachite butterflies
between sun and shadow

spinning winds
a silver birch
loses its stitches

little finch
your spark nearly hidden
by falling snow…
how nameless songs
kindle the fire within

a slick
of moonlight across
dark water
the way our wounds
fill up with silver

my eyesight
not what it once was
but, oh
the way a rainbow blurs
into iridescence