
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

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

pointing signs one way
not helpful to those hiking
the opposite way