The pussy willow showed its furry catkins

early during a warm February week and

are now covered with heavy March snow.

We want to be optimistic. The universe

sometimes  agrees – and sometimes laughs at us.


The Blank Page

Just enough snow to make us believe

the day is a blank page and

on these faint lines we can write

a short story with a happy ending.



The window screen divides the scene

into thousands of pixels, and each one

will need to be filled, black or white,

on or off, here or not here.

A crossword puzzle we can never complete.