unannounced
the barnacled snout
of a grey whale
new year’s day
the human feet
of a dancing dragon
my turn
for the confession
the priest takes a break
she tells me
about her first marriage
I do the same
the wind in the grasses mood swings
kick-off
four gulls linger
on the goal post
the synchronized
swinging of heads
tennis match
sound of rain
not everything needs
to be understood
picking up
the unplucked apples
our retired neighbour
in spite
of Manhattan
Central Park