sun on a vase
from my mother’s home
in the room where I write
she often asked,
“Are you writing?”

sun on a vase
from my mother’s home
in the room where I write
she often asked,
“Are you writing?”
late November
warmth of sunlight
on my desk chair
red begonia
placed with two
orange pumpkins
near forsythia and fence
still blooms
brown ferns
and daylily leaves
rest on the ground
in autumn sun
late September yard