death – Wordflower

“As she fell, her mind wandered” 19 July 20265 August 2026

The blue-virus-flag-pandemic of nationalism / Hanging the [blue white and] red flag is a red flag / It’s blue, so am I / It’s bull and a red rag to mine / Let’s defrag—unflag 7 July 20267 July 2026

Hanging the [blue, white and] red flag 5 June 20265 June 2026

Shuttered 4 June 20263 June 2026

Heavy traffic on the morning of my aunt’s memorial 17 March 202611 March 2026

Garden plants including aloe vera, cape gooseberry, dogsbane with purple flower spikes. The edge of a deck can be seen, and a back door

several senryu 14 March 202628 February 2026

Three poems on dying 17 February 202617 February 2026

Spec-ulations 27 January 20262 May 2026

photo of the poet nolcha fox, holding a huge bunch of blooms, sitting on a porch swing. she wears a cap and sunglasses, red long sleeved shirt and jeans

An interview with Wordflower guest poet Nolcha Fox [reblogged] 18 January 20262 February 2026

Flowery Ripples and Jewels 25 December 202525 December 2025