holding up
the world’s gardens
root people

-Robin Jacobson

grandma’s
crispy sugar cookies
crinkle of parchment

-Robin Jacobson

giving me
the cold shoulder
windchill

-Robin Jacobson

helping me
not to make the bed
cat

-Robin Jacobson

homeschooled
in my kitchen
ants

-Robin Jacobson

growing wild
in the garden
my hair

-Robin Jacobson

between
predicted thunderstorms
a chance of silence

-Robin Jacobson

barn owls of Iowa more barns than owls

no place
for secrets
leafless tree

-Robin Jacobson

November sky—
each star
an ancestor

-Robin Jacobson