Writing a creative memoir

now — Wed, 02 Mar 2011 07:12:07 +0000

I listen to music of the
Seventies that is new to me.
I shall remember that
I was hipper than I was.

Hummingbirds come to the feeder all winter, then

now — Mon, 28 Feb 2011 21:51:45 +0000

The almonds blossom.

Farmers spray the orchards

And the hummers disappear.

Do they drink their fill

From spring’s first blossoms, or

Die in hideous surprise?