four by Christina

This old apple tree
Twisted, gnarled, covered with lichen
Bears apples.

Moon above the elm.
Moon above the pines.
In every bend in the road, a different
         moon.

Stillness when dry
Stillness when wet
Stillness in different cloaks.

Laundry glows white on the line
An owl hoots one note at a time
April full moon.