Tuesday, June 04, 2013

Poem #65: The Gardener

The Gardener

No such amends, 
she thought, bending 
over to pinch off 
a formerly-coral petunia's
withered brown 

While not precisely 
a pawn in his game 
of catch-as-catch-can,
she (nevertheless) 
exuded a deep blue 
sorrow--aired it 
from time to time 
like a down-filled 

Later, wrapped 
in its familiarity, 
she would breathe in 
the unmistakable scent 
of sun-bleached cotton 
and--for a moment--
look up.

(c) 2013, by Hannah Six

Photo: National Garden Bureau


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