Twitter Weekly Updates for 2012-08-12

the locusts look as if / they’ve been eaten by locusts: / leafminers http://t.co/uMheIYYQ # Just after daylight, the sound of a shower approaching and petering out before it reaches the porch.Two chickadees flit through the bushes. # Screw (a…

Twitter Weekly Updates for 2012-08-05

Tiny ants are digging holes in the tansy flowers—yellow eyes with seething black pupils. A single-propeller plane: the sound of a clear day. # A wood thrush fledgling lands on the lower bar of the fretwork spandrel, breast feathers disheveled,…

Twitter Weekly Updates for 2012-07-29

Even in flight, the cuckoos skulk: two pairs of thin wings as fast and silent as a burglar's gloves. A small red beetle circles the yard. # A sleek black-and-yellow potter wasp is visiting the bergamot, biting a hole in…

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New author page on Goodreads

I finally got around to joining Goodreads, the social network for readers. If you’re a member, please send me a friend request. Here’s my author page. Hard to say yet how I’ll use the site, aside from promoting my own…

Twitter Weekly Updates for 2012-07-22

Ten percent of the tulip tree's leaves have turned yellow in response to the drought. Goldfinches pass through like a yellow wind. # Picking bergamot leaves, I'm startled by one leaf that leaps to escape: a katydid. It watches me…

Twitter Weekly Updates for 2012-07-15

I fail to spot him on the branch or on the wing, this noisy vireo with an insomniac's eye—a genius at self-effacement and at holding forth. # Two cabbage white butterflies chase, briefly syncing their herky-jerky flights. The yard looks…

Twitter Weekly Updates for 2012-07-08

A thin bead curtain hangs from the walnut tree: tiny tussock moth caterpillars, curled tight as question marks, rappelling down to the road. # @KrisLindbeck Thanks. Probably should have said "abseiling"—a broader term as I understand it—but figured that would've…

Twitter Weekly Updates for 2012-07-01

A week's worth of #videopoetry goodness at Moving Poems, more or less as it would appear in your inbox: http://t.co/aFECSw4V # A bee-fly's abdomen pulses, as if it were about to sting. I'm reminded of a black snake rattling its…