there’s Joe-Pye weed
in the window

Recluse in ClapBoard

shy yellow house
her sun blinded window eyes
squinting through the blooms

Window Panes In The Woods

trunks and branches
from the view
of outside outside

Stained Glass Grass

cathedral windows
on the ground
nature is my church

More Light Later But

winter still
is hunkered down
in the dooryard