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the harvest
by Kathleen Wilsonwe plant in rows
expect a harvest
what's the difference
uneven sheen
calligraphy on eggshells
grape leaves break
out the dark stalk
each year
breath relief
another
same
apple grown from core plum is plum
avocado avocado
it's random snatches
we forget
turtle snap selves
dragonfly fishers
ripped quilt snag
that's where
we see through it
built out of it
we take it
all made
of unexpected
harvest
03/17/2009 Author's Note: Poets on Site inspired by the Art of Cindy Rinne
Posted on 03/17/2009
Copyright © 2024 Kathleen Wilson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/17/09 at 07:46 PM I really like your attention to language in this. Well done. |
| Posted by Tom Goss on 03/18/09 at 02:04 PM Bountiful yet measured; love the ending plus the middle, plus the beginning...hmm that's the whole thing! |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 03/29/09 at 07:30 PM ...I guess all we really need to do it look around to find the wonders of life. They can be fleeting lest we blink, you have preserved some of them here. Thanks. |
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