winter morning —
daylight arrives
without a story
snow plunges
from tower block ledges
like falling bodies
duckling left behind
paddles to catch up
with mother and siblings
children playing in ruins of mill
me 40 summers ago
walking by today
young woman pushing pram
bruise beneath her eye
morning rain
zazen together, one breath
4000 miles but
no distance between us
winter street —
dog turd on pavement
shape and colour of autumn leaf
