Ron. Lavalette

Mercy

He takes a breath
feels the switch
hears the click and
almost instantly
all the numbers
disappear
forever.

Ron. Lavalette collects his many published works at EGGS OVER TOKYO.

 

Ron. Lavalette

Commute

It’s both, they tell him,
particle and wave

and under the sub-zero
winter solstice moon

he brushes off the photons
and swims to work.

Ron. Lavalette collects his many published works aEGGS OVER TOKYO.

Ron. Lavalette

Soon, Green

Today in the notch, despite the mere scrim
of a mid-April snow, rainy flakes barely frozen,
falling, liquefied, through an early morning
mountain air, even the casual eye could catch
(captured in a momentary parting of fog)
the small grey buds of the red maple,
the low spark, purple flame of crocus.

Ron. Lavalette collects his many published works at EGGS OVER TOKYO:
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