First published in South by Southeast 20:1, Spring 2013, page 3. Originally written 7 April 2001 in a workshop facilitated by the poet Ellery Akers. Also published in True Colour (Redmond, Washington: City of Redmond, 2014), a book of my solo rengay.



silent gallery guard—

his suit matches

the Picasso


        where the oak branches used to be

        clear sky


a shared taxi—

now I see

the colour of your eyes


flowing from your fingers,

drops of the ocean

no longer blue


        after the breakup

        I sing along with the blues


still in my vase

your handful from the garden

of faded jonquils