Thank you for taking good care of my children

To Emilia

So soft, so brittle
the first Blue Bell
is so obvious.

To Marie

Wagons on autumn roads.
The sky is higher today.
A child is laughing.


To Gudrun

A grain of salt,
a view or more,
today is still standing.


To Ellina

No bird or bat
can impede the eye
that sees the moon.


To Camilla

A cat, a summer,
a soft chair.
Children painting.



To Eva

Cryptograms,
intentions on paper.
A saz engulfs the night.

mitch
Genetic triads of genuine delight. I cannot suggest a single improvement on such gentle innovation...