
in midst of mowing
it helps to recall last spring
cold ground didn’t grow much

in midst of mowing
it helps to recall last spring
cold ground didn’t grow much

coming up for air
where did all the people go
wholeness with each breath

easy to see now
from postmortem cross section
death from rot inside
did the parts of the tree know
or the citizens of Rome
how quickly things change
overnight summer is here
and the heat is on

fog through the window
shows vanity of plumbing
the depths of a soul