Secret Ingredients
Morning
midsummer morning-
a pair of cardinals perch
in the zebra grass
–
fields of mist-
a robin’s nest
full of shadows
Harvest
a spreading elm tree-
leathered fingers deftly weed
the cutting garden
–
flooded fields-
years of harvests
in her hands
Night
rains of twilight passed-
crickets outside my window
singing me to sleep
–
tv static-
the low hum
of a ceiling fan
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