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Paradise Changed


Mother my footprint
next to yours in the garden
is peas and carrots,
Jersey tomatos, green beans
from the seed sale are spindly,
but climb well enough

to warrant my muddy knees
and fingers digging down
checking carrots still
too short. I baby them back
to their own warm mama loam.

At six years all seriousness
is aside. Minutes race,
called by the Sun to tumble
through a flap of sheets
and fall to onion weeds,
or nets of Queen Anne's Lace,
then blur, drying dusky
in and out the lilac brush
dripping along the fence.

Genus and Species. Growth
in numbers and clumps.
Footsteps danced.


Seasons of fruit dropped
from the cherry tree.
Some were forgotten,
some blossoms crushed,
and everywhere leaves blown,
pods burst in another yard,
landing apart and together
in an evolution of roots,
necessary and joyous
and terrifying.

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