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In the Garden

The earth crumbles in composted clumps turned`over in spring the dark womb eager for a salvaged seed We see the Creator down on bent knees clutching the fist`full of the rich dark loam scented of fecundity Inhaling its potential shaping … Continue reading

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On Consequence

What Is is the result of yesterday’s Was words scattered seeds of flower or weeds make garden or grave What is yet to result in tomorrow’s Is peace sown thru deeds of hurts or heals make heaven or hell “Afterward … Continue reading

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The Prunings

In the spring we burn the prunings from the old cherry trees the rich smoldering smoke sweet in the April breeze as the cherries of June now in bloom Every season has a favorite fragrance winter’s scent snow`falling summer’s scent … Continue reading

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The Spring Garden

The spring garden lies buried in the soil where last autumn roots spread winter`bound `til tender broken `til tender broken and gentle sifted with rich remnants of history of animal & vegetable `til careful planted `til careful planted with the … Continue reading

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On Anticipation

Anticipation better part of life seeds deeply planted in earth’s warm womb while we wait watch for first swellings of her belly Gestation better part of love passions surrendered to love beyond the self graceful pro`creation in the imitation of … Continue reading

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Tomato`Time

The spring garden has all gone to seed the garden boxes where row`on`row of potatoes greened and blossomed where peas climbed up the tall trellises And the cauliflower sheltered their heads with elephant`ear leaves beside the bolted spinach beside the … Continue reading

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On Composting

Mid`winter day of sunshine cold but not freezing The girls in the hen`house squawk the reminder Time to shovel the compost It’s the task only a gardener can really appreciate In a month last year’s shit will have turned rich … Continue reading

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