no more chemo . . .
lying in the snow
to make a new angel

*

ambiguity
among white clouds
and black birds

*
last of dusk
illuminating
a sludge’s slime trail
*
lanternfly
crawling up a maple
in a movie poster

*

sunday evening
contemplating past weeks . . .
treetops swaying

*
green hills
like green mountains
when we were kids

 

 

Anthony Lusardi lives in Rockaway, NJ. His poetry has been published in prints, including Modern Haiku, hedgerow, bottle rockets and Wales Haiku Journal. His first two chapbooks, spring dawn and what the sky holds, were released this year.