97poems/making

Ummm. At home.
Making something.
Pickles. Sliced cucs in a pan.
Boiled jars upside down
on a clean cloth.
Ummm. At home.
Making something.
Pages of a family book.
The paste paper
I made in spring laid out
like quilting squares testing
themselves for pattern.
Ummm. Making.
A photo I take and
title, “English Holly Hocks
Late in the Week.”

(date uncertain)