moonlit river
the bridge arch
greets its shadow

A poem of mine was among the winners in the Tanka Splendor Awards 2008.

as it stretches
back to preen, the sinews
of a swan's neck

You Are the Weather (after Roni Horn)

If indeed you are the weather,
you’re a sun-through-showers-

and-double-rainbow-followed-by-hail-
then-plentiful-sunshine sort:

equinoctial mushroom weather
over moorland, heath and common,

where clumps of liberty caps
pop up before your eyes.

on bramble leaves
alongside the river:
layers of frost

winter light
the riverside winos
neck white wine