Hortensia Anderson's last poems

From John Wisdom on Hortensia Anderson's last poems:
"Hortensia's last poems that I managed to salvage. She was rushed a bit, given her schedule of every conceivable ailment, but still wanted to keep receiving feedback."

autumn dusk -
the boulder's shadow
slips into the sea

mackerel clouds -
gulls dive into
their reflections

autumn rain...
the grapes taste sweeter
this year than the last