until no night

8-something a.m.
the dragonpuppet store on the whitehouse couch
open for business
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several times i notice(in the greenhouse
on the couch in look-far
under a big dipper and part-moon/part-cloud sky)
the absolute stillness
of this windless day
how i savor it
knowing how the months ahead
will lure the cicadas in
until no night is quiet

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puzzle pieceing wooden flats of brassica starts
on scraps of plastic
tucked together with tape
and pressed up to the light
of a southfacing window

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tim’s growler bottle of jun
(like kombucha, but made with green tea and honey)
on the table
fridge-cold and almost clear
light and smooth we say
something like white wine
the way it makes trish think she shouldn’t get behind the wheel of a car
and the way its clear cold hits my bones