Sunday, January 6, 2013

the turnip . . .

the radish queen is tired of home improvement
so she goes to the garden
and wheels the wheelbarrow around
in the rain
and rakes and pulls bright green weeds
under the bright grey 9 am sky
and there are sirens in the distance
so the hounds all start singing
but then everyone goes quiet
and the queen goes back and forth
to the compost pile and thinks about spring
and can she get all this cleaned up by then?
and right on time a turnip comes up
white as the sky against wet soil
promising as hell

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