Nov. 16 2008

autumn rain –
in the bottom of my trashcan
the moon

After writing this, I was reminded of a similar experience. I had gone out after a cold but short rain. The night sky quickly cleared leaving light-fringed clouds behind. Signs of theft, interrupted by the rain, lay scattered under the mostly leafless raspberry brambles.

at the bottom
of the trashcan the raccoon forgets
the moon