colleenkeefe
About me
here, a curve of stone
before quiet hours
sun on wet pavement
in a kitchen past
Since it's Valentine's Day, here's a poem I wrote 33 years ago, when I was 21.
a wild wrecked beauty
Six Haiku, Almost
Here in mid-winter
See: the sun rises.
Black mug with black tea
Bearing Witness
winter leaves open
snowfall on windshields
windows opening
Lessons from Don Finkel in a bar in St. Louis