August 2021
Anthony Lusardi
lusardi133@gmail.com
Bio Note: I have had haikus published in journals such as Modern Haiku and hedgerow, and other poetry published in collections; many by Eber & Wein Publishing, in Pennsylvania, while working as freelance reporter. In 2016, when my family and I suffered the loss of my grandmother Josephine and my uncle Kevin, I became an uncle myself with the birth of my niece/godchild Aria Rayne. During that year, I wrote poetry for all three of them to celebrate and honor their lives.

on the woods after a recent rain

            it has finished.
and already, mosquitos come out
for every hole of water
filling them with their black eggs
that will hatch into little wrigglers
            twitching and squirming
            out of their watery void
            before they develop and fly
in search of nectar, honey dew and blood.
 
the bark of every tree
            darkened
making every green leaf greener
            and glow.
 
the petrichor
through the nostrils
summer steam
on the roads . . .
 
this is life
taking in
what it needs
to be more alive
©2021 Anthony Lusardi
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