Kerby Ave Aspects of
the Moon Octet
(5/10/17)
where the white dogwood
bracts lay open in noon
light: full moons by the
dozen; the cabbage white
floating amongst the
bluebells: another moon
moving across a blue sky;
the rickety
pergola’s naked archway leads
toward that
gray-shingled cottage—does
anyone live there?
hours still until
tonight's moon comes in view;
the cabbage white rises
above the lilacs
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Vancouver Ave
Childhood Octet
(5/10/17)
the ladybug moves down the
rose leaf’s slope
like a drop of water down
a slight incline--
the wasp darts from stem
to stem as each angles
out from chain link like
these photons scattering
in brilliant noon; the
cabbage white threads between
three plastic rocking
horses guarding front steps
like a breeze from a
spring afternoon you half
recollect, half tell
yourself in this story
◦ ◦ ◦
(5/10/17)
in one raised bed a
cracked green teapot next to
a bent tomato cage listing
slightly north—
one vermilion metal
hummingbird, larger
than life, & one pale
yellow watering can
found in a second—two pink
flamingos, shards
of a ceramic vase show up
in a third—
the beds yield their crop
of dandelion clocks
& each one’s set to a
different hour
Jack Hayes
© 2017
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