Lenore Weiss

Suddenly sprouting from dry backyards one or two, even three in late summer, pink as cotton candy or pink as face powder naked ladies along sidewalks we’re driving past brown

I see jet exhaust in the sky, a single line that stretches from one cloud to the next and wish to jump high enough so I can use it like

Light is both a particle and a wave. Two things that have the potential of becoming one or the other in the same moment depending upon circumstances. Or is it

For several days, a dead insect had been on the windowsill. Maybe it kept trying to get outside, to fly free, frustrated because the pane would not budge until it

When I think about membranes, I think about permeability, movement from one place to another. Add sunshine with water to speed along carbon dioxide capture with a big sigh of

We leave tomorrow. I went to the gym today, Monday of Memorial Day weekend, Driving down High Street was an easy ride, all the lights were with me, over the