iv.
O garden of mosses and wave petunias
flaunty japonica in brilliant auras
O wooden bench on painted deck
occasional fleck of a resettled petal
O gardener checking tomatoes in pots
digging up lots for next year’s crops
O sunless day in September before the turning
red burning of green leaves
O socks and shoes and fleeting epochs
hydrangea bushes and bird-feather blues
everything everything O so morning
the unnamed tree with its rabbit ears
the cedars, the grasses, the finger marked glasses,
the rusty shears and later years
the melted candle on window sill
O happy pill and polymer painted palisade fractal.
(from Infinite Power, Eskasis 2016)
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