winter morning
the cat tight-curled
into a comma
Lynette Arden
mother’s attic—
the company
of window spiders
Karen May
flexible fingers
origami squares folding
into graceful swans
Maire Glacken
water ripples . . .
skimming and scooping
swallows
Gwen Bitti
creek bank
the surround sound
of cicadas
Laurel Astle
Echidna Tracks 