“Night Glow” Computer Art by kenne
Hot Sierra morning.
Brenda working in another room.
Rumble of heavy equipment in the meadow,
bird squall. Steller’s jay, and then
the piercing three-note whistle of a robin.
They’re mating now. Otherwise they’re mute.
Mother-ing. Or Mother-song.
Mother-song-song-song.
— from My Mother’s Nipples by Robert Hass
