cottonwoods have arms

wrap and hug life that once was

critical moments

seek out your zeros

sine, cosine, tangents and more

a moment will do

all tracks in your life

moonlit branches projected

reaching skyward — up

even planets, stars

for the number of poems

the remnants of life

some of us are those

fractals into more windows

I hear, I exist

you’re my paradox

the light of the sun and moon

iota of earth

Earth has silhouettes

accidental flushing dog

the universe rounds

trees churn with current

that provide us with brilliance

leap up to kiss sky

gratitude sneaks up

I felt the ground shake all night

the spring surprises

my cedar waxwing

you yell and fight over it

I glow in the warmth

I long for rivers

rooted, wooden, in whirlpools

trailing a mother

vestiges of trees

you peek over the grapes to

are we not of space?

The structure of you

pull me to that single point

I grew it for you

when you submerge, keep

to each other, back and forth

hope for unity

so precious is now

that draw you in; and call you

propagating good

black, soft, powder stick

painted for you — offering

beautiful — complex

sine waves in the clouds

almost as if you desire

quiet etched in time

you just know how to

within a rose’s petals

your smile — a delight

fog again today

to put a thought of peace here

hummingbird defense

we live in these loops

like folded origami?

centuries of flow