It’s hard not to laugh
at the frantic zig-zags

of the cabbage moths—
one so like another—

tying loose bows
in air.

    *

A half degree warmer
on the hottest day
in the hottest year
on record.

Something to make note of.
Averages

playing goose, goose, duck
in the valley of the shadow.

 

    *

Music has so many ways
to end where it started.

Only Mozart laughs at us
as he makes it happen.

We’re back—
or close enough?

A half-note higher here
to liven things up