Thursday, November 19, 2015

An Untended Field

by Taylor Graham

A poor harvest from the garden
this year, water rationing
because of drought. Deer ate the few
just-ripening tomatoes.
The squash never blossomed.

Today, in November’s first soft rain
that derelict field – burned sun-dry
in June and left for dead – is suddenly
fragrant with the sweet plain scent
of life. Cheatgrass, chicory, wild oat.

2 comments:

  1. absolutely beautiful love this best wishes angelee

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  2. absolutely beautiful love this best wishes angelee

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