November 24th

layering my quilts

and slipping under – it’s how

I survive winter

November 23rd

when you see blooming

flowers out of season – feels

good for no reason

November 22nd

when days are short,

don’t try to do much work – but

always reflect deep

November 21st

nandina berries –

as if nature’s blood has frozen

in poisonous drops…

November 19th

fallen leaves pile up,

run with the wind, roll down the slope,

sink in the river