Till the sun comes round…

“Till the sun comes round ‘n begins to reclaim
Unrolling the frost from across the plain”
– Rhonda Arnold / Expectant Night, excerpt

Read the full poem here: Expectant Night

Photo: John Mullen
Photo: John Mullen
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Are birds constant in all their flights…

“Are birds constant in all their flights,
or did I view an opportune darting of carnal delight?”
– Rhonda Arnold / Pairing, excerpt

Read the full poem here: Pairing

Photo: John Mullen
Photo: John Mullen

Ducks Bridge quacks quiet…

“Ducks Bridge quacks quiet sans stirring tonight
Like Moore’s mouse in ye enduring, ‘Twas the Night
– Rhonda Arnold / Expectant Night, excerpt

Photo: John Mullen
Photo: John Mullen

Reminded beauty flips quick…

“Reminded beauty flips quick
In nature’s pending fury”
– Rhonda Arnold / Fall, excerpt

Read the full poem here: Fall

Photo: John Mullen
Photo: John Mullen

Encrusting all but never seen…

“Encrusting all but never seen
The magical instant frost comes into being”
– Rhonda Arnold / Expectant Night, excerpt

Photo: John Mullen
Photo: John Mullen

While Queen Anne’s intricate whites she weaves…

Best wishes to you and yours during this Thanksgiving weekend.

“While Queen Anne’s intricate whites she weaves
Then unravels her lace as if it were seed
Shaking threads to meadow’s gusty wilt
Golds turn amber sprouting autumn silk”
– Rhonda Arnold / Expectant Night, excerpt

Photo: John Mullen
Photo: John Mullen