glitter/glint

poetry feast/find of the morning:
03
(a barn which is a series of poetry barns in red wing minnesota)
i am fed

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mica and i take turns
between dropping handfuls of kale greens into
huge pots of water boiling
setting the timer
and dropping the boiled greens into cool water baths
and squishing out the pliable wad of them
(almost like wringing out laundry)
into a shape suitable for the
kale ’14 – labeled quart bags
fan in the window sucking hot air out
and the way the vapor that escapes the walk in
when one of us opens the door to walk in
(like a dance club/sci fi liquid smoke moment)

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on a jaunt to the compost pile
carrying bucketfuls of kale-spines
peach/pink/maroon blush of apricot skin
set against the green of grass
a bite of windfall fruit
sweet and teeth-sinkable
in my mouth
this i think this pause/stopping to take in and savor
this is what being here is all about

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across from me on the
screened in porch
trish re-tells teh story of
emory and cole as bad pirates
smashing a case and a half of
glass jars
on the floor of the sugar shack
with a hammer
age four

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best yet i tell mica
regarding the blueberry crisp
in her re-found favorite crisp pan
(topping made with coconut oil and maple)
and the pizza
with broccoli and summer squash
cooked into the sauce

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thomas and i
bike grease on our hands as we
reassemble clyde (the glitterhorse)
in the workshop
the story of missing nut/bolts
and quick-release skewerss

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more shimmering than magic
but not quite enraptured as ecstatic
and most certainly hands down the best
shower of my life:
unlayering in the entryway
to step outside with a bar of soap in my hand
after a humid/hot day
of bug spray and sweat-sheen
(clothes still sweat wet)

the way the storm drops glitter/glint in the lightning
and the cool relief that comes
when water hits skin
wet/soft grass underfoot

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lightning bug blinks
(a kind of morse coding)
weaving through tree tops
under a storm sky
illumination on illumination

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migrating islands

gibbus and wizard (cats) scuffling
in the summer squash
while the prickly limbs
scratch the backs of my calves

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the green squish of cabbage looper worms
between my fingers
while i methodically work my way
down one row of collards
plucking the bottom-most leaves
and selecting from there
which ones to process and which ones
to toss

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sound of collard leaves
rubbing/crunching against each other
near my ear while i carry piles of them
over my shoulder to water-bottom buckets
in the garden cart

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alline outside the mercantile
clipping flowers that line the west wall
monarda she references to the purple puff of a bloom
(bee balm)

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walk-in cooler snack stop-off
a bite at a time of
darien-made energy/snack bars
(toasted seeds, raisins, cocoa, sorghum, coconut oil, etc)

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smell of mustard seeds and cumin
sauteing on stovetop
to the sound of tuneyards
funneling in the
one-speaker (other speaker’s not working) system

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when i lived in san diego i say
i had a constant low grade (in terms of urgency)
awareness of the severe lack of
freshwater sources
and if i lived on the edge of a body of water
it would be the same constant low grade awareness
about how the body of water
could swell up and carry everything away

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mica talking about migrating islands on the atlantic coast
how the sand from one end is washed away
and the sand on the other builds up
so that when one goes past
they can see where entire houses
have fallen in

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10something pm i flip off the light
and fan to catch the thunder and lightning

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from the water world:

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Water gushes from the Xiaolangdi Reservoir on the Yellow River during a sand-washing operation in Jiyuan, Henan province. Picture: REUTERS/China Daily

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Fishermen from Ly Son island release fishing boat models with artificial soldiers into the water during a re-enactment of the Khao Le The Linh ceremony at a Vietnam Cultural village in Dong Mo, outside Hanoi.
Picture: REUTERS/Kham

siege of snack-making

flush of chicory and daylilies
blooming on the berm
lavender color against a sea of orange petals open

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how i need something (leaves)
between me and the colorado potato beetles i squish to kill
talking with darien in north garden
he says he finds it easier to stomp them

i mention
those operating drones in the middle east
from behind a computer screen
in a room in a building
which is nothing like the desert the climate the land the nieghborhood
they unload explosives onto

the levels of separation built in
between the killing
and death

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three inches apart the package says
so i draw a furrow
down the bed
with the furrowing hoe
and drop the edamame seeds
(roundest and pale-greenest of seeds)in estimating the inches between

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three shot glasses on kitchen table
a strawberry kombucha sample in each
(made with the season’s last strawberries mashed)

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talk of death and coffins over dinner
(juevos rancheros, corn bread, refried beans, roasted tomatillo salsa and salad greens)
spurred by joseph’s noticing of how (and wondering why)
obituaries rarely state the cause
and mica says if i die
you can include the cause of death in my obituary

and then
the tears in mica’s eyes
when i mention re-reading tamar’s last few blog entries this morning
we should go and have a tea party i say
at her grave
that sounds like a great idea says mica, necklace of blue stone glinting

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metallica/iron maiden playlist
with a little apocalyptica on the side
soundtrack to our post-dinner kitchen siege of snack-making
in preparation for tomorrow’s float trip
down the des moines river

(mica rolling out rustic crackers on the butcher block
[sunflower seeds, dried tomatoes, garlic, basil]
darien toasting oats and seeds in three cast irons on the stove
for energy bars
and me at the cuisinart
blending carrots, tahini, soy sauce, vinegar, garlic
out of spring carrots yielding josh volk’s carrot butter

and after a while we can’t take it anymore
so we end on the trooper
which is all about one good riff

and then i go into that al jazeera feature about
music used to torture detainees at guantanamo
(how the military used heavy metal but also innocuous things like
the sesame street theme song
how a.j. interviews soldiers about what they listened to
while in their tanks
they shouldn’t be able to do that darien syas
the music can make them feel happy
and full of rage (to kill)

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the face i make at mica across the butcher block
out of double-confoudedness
over why we wouln’t bring a second oar/paddle
for our canoe

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remembering yesterday
when six-year-old emory asked at lunch
about the ladder of scars on my thigh
i don’t recommend it i say
did it hurt he asks not too much i respond
just enough to feel good joseph chimes in
it’s like these i point to the star-brand scars
but how did you do it emory asks
what did you use? something sharp i say
like what he asks
a blade, i say, a razor blade

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from the water world:

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A woman and her dog ride in a rickshaw through floodwaters in Gauhati, India. Several people have been killed due to electrocution and landslides triggered by incessant rains in India’s northeastern state of Assam.
– voice of america, day in photos

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A woman carries water to spray on to vegetable plants in Samroang Tiev on the outskirts of Phnom Penh, Cambodia.
– bbc, day in pictures

almost a glowing

in the dream
i don’t remember now if it was my sister or her husband
but one of them died
and the other had painted themselves
with face paint of grief
(maroon stripes across face and neck)
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morning wakeup i rollover
to the poem on page 40
which is almost like rolling over
to a lover

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red norland trish says
when i ask what variety of early potato
we are about to harvest
digging forks in our hands
hoes in the garden cart
5 gallon buckets at our sides
and the bright fuschia beauty of that
new tender skin revealing itself
almost a glowing
against the black of sandclay soil

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fresh whipped cream
and a bowl of just-picked black raspberries
on the butcher block after lunch
(which i drizzle in a teacup with maple)

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putting the rock back in brockelle
i say as she pulls up into the parking spot
and it is not long after that
that she’s sitting there in her green/blue dress
on the front porch telling us about
the night goat pickup
that involved a mini-van
and building a crate for it
in the middle of the woods
with headlamps

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mica and i put an ice-cream trip
(soft serve, three miles away)
on our after-lunch to-do lists
(strategically placed at 3:30 pm
so motivating towards the things to do
becomes easier)

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sara and i talk tomatoes
on la casa’s back porch
(yellow oblong with red stripes
or the slicer so hefty
one slice is the size of a sandwich
names i can’t remember)

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i lean over to mica
(on our beanbags/camping chair setups
in the front row)
pointing to mark’s djembe
during a song about clean seeds and bodies and say
i dare you to play that drum
(which mark rocked out on
a few songs earlier)
to which she replies
i double dog dare you

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i say see you later to jennifer
who was born in switzerland and
lives in germany (soon to return there)
and the possibility that we might
actually see each other again
doesn’t seem to far off

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back-of-truck ride back
under night sky
lightning bugs going off and
the metal rattle of the tailgate
while we roll over gravel
has us nearly shouting back and forth
at each other
loud laughter carried in our dust-cloud wake

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aleppo, i have seen so many photos of you like this
over the past few years
it’s difficult to believe
that there is still anything left to destroy

skeleton city
rubble capital of the world
a study in ash grey (official color of
the process of rubbling)

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Destruction is seen following a reported barrel-bomb attack by Syrian government forces in the northern city of Aleppo. – voice of america, day in photos

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from the water world:

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A Muslim boy reacts as he takes part in a special prayer for better rainfall, in Mumbai, India.
–  voice of america, day in photos

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A man takes advantage of the heavy rain to give his Siberian husky a bath outside their house in Paranaque city, Manila.
– bbc, day in pictures

 

 

to locate the fruits

buildings and bridges lyrics in my head
are made to bend in the wind while i
arc black currant bush branches
to locate the fruits
berries splashed in sun so i can see
which ones are dark enough to pluck
and which ones still have some ripening to do
remembering cassis
flavor of vancouver / quebec
the building and the unravelling

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8am dew still on
the field we toss
discs before we line
up in sixes
on opposite ends
(i end up catching about as many
as i end up not catching)
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backfloating in the pond
this is the prize i think
skystaring in cool (but not too cold) water
sun on my skin

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metallic clink/clunking
ice cubes in thermos
filled with stawberry black raspberry fruit beer (water kefir) soda

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i cheer the water kefir with a song
that i don’t recall
but darien adds a verse/chorus
wherein he rhymes quota with soda

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sun so hot
the pads of my feet burn
on the black sandal foot-beds
heat sneaking in, scorchy
wherever toes and heel aren’t

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multi-stamped envelope
from michigan
with tc tolbert’s book gephyromania
sealed inside

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she’s a writer joseph says
in that cocky silly way that i sometimes do
after i do something with words
that’s not even that impressive
but still some kind of funny/witty
(what if you were always in the background
or standing next to me
just so you could chime in and say that
every time i make a pun or a rhyme or
something witty with words i joke
laughing at the image)

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tell all the queers i say hi i joke with trish
(who’s headed to queerbomb in st louis this weekend)
while i empty the ice cubes
frozen strawberries
vanilla
a little bit of cream
and water
into the food processor
as the blender has gone missing
(which is kindof a joke
but also a wistful missing)

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booty summer i call it (bring it on)
booty life trish proposes
laughing about auto tune and justin timberlake
and that song trish’s neighbor’s would always crank
(you a bad bitch, you a bad bitch)
which reminds me of living next to dee
who owned a’s towing
(called a’s towing, becuase it would be the first name
to show up in the phone book)
and had a car alarm that ran through a succession of sounds
that would go off everytime the car was looked at
or everytime a cat landed on its hood
and the story about shiz
running over
to open the tow truck door
to turn down the music
that had been throbbing audiencelessly
for what felt like hours
the magic and story of a portland dead-end porch
lined with couches
circa 2006

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from the water world:

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A man wades out to help a driver in a partially submerged car in Fort Worth, Texas, following heavy rain.
– bbc news, day in pictures

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An Israeli firefighter douses houses as he works to extinguish a forest fire in Jerusalem
. Picture: REUTERS/Ronen Zvulun

 

sunset junkie

tiny blue bird in green-leafed branch outside my window
i guess indigo bunting
8 something a.m.

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snow and snaps together i say
lifting darien’s harvest bucket
in the pea beds
(darien who is armored in two layers of shirts
against the droves of mosquitoes)
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kneeling in the peppers
cloaked in the scent of bug repellant
i ask the name of the weed
that reminds me of the
houseplant named wandering jew
smart weed trish says
and darien holds up two different varieties of it

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this is where that plus one comes in handy
darien says reaching to shove peppermint oil-soaked fabric
into the gaps in the ceiling and along the window frame
to keep the mice away

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alline’s fluffy coconut cake
(white cake with white sweet frosting
with white shavings of coconut )
on a small white plate

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what is said about the white kitten
that arrived several days ago
and could fit in a tea cup
and who constantly needs to be held
by someone: too young

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rachel, mica, alyson, zoe, maikwe and i
gathered around  sunset
(highway to heaven style
only with bright pinks and oranges
alyson says it looks like a gondola
going under a bridge in a venice canal)
not far from the ultimate field and pond path
thunderhead clouds alyson says
and when i try to say cumulonimbus
i mispronounce it as cumunimbulous
which sounds hilarious as soon as i say it

which means we are all laughing
(the kind of laughter that feeds itself
into becoming more laughter)
and i am doubled over with it
especially when someone says it sounds
like cunnilingus followed by a
mention of fellatio

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i’m a sunset junkie
i say on the quick-as-we-can
(to move through the mosquitoes)
walk back down main street

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zoe on mouth trumpet
emory beat boxing
while mica and i sing
goodnight irene while we
roll up the gravel hill west
into fucked-up-good sunset orange

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arriving home
peppermint smell wafts
through upstairs karma

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unnamed phenomenon: the feeling of encountering an old photo of yourself
that, as far as you can remember, you’ve never seen before
something like creating a new 20-year-old memory

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from the water world:

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A man douses a motorist with water, during St. John the Baptist Feast Day celebrations in San Juan city, metro Manila.
Picture: REUTERS/Romeo Ranoco

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Syrians tackle a blaze caused by what activists said was an air strike by forces loyal to President Bashar al-Assad, in Maaret al-Naaman, Idlib
. – bbc, day in pictures

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Children in the Philippines are hosed down by firefighters ahead of celebrations of the feast day of Saint John the Baptist in Manila.
– bbc, day in pictures

 

goldyellow unfurling

morning in the lookfar garden
stringing tomatoes
and plucking weeds
falling into the rhythm of unrolling
the bailing twine
and looping it around Tpost

how the gold/yellow
collects on my hand hair
and turns my fingertips black
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first sunflower petals
goldyellow
unfurling to sky
(like a red-carpet rollout
for insects)

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tortilla-making-station
set up on butcher block
darien rolls out / applies flower / flattens
while i watch for bubbles rising over the heat
spatula in hand

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ya’ll really know how to do food here
rachel says walking into the kitchen
in her bike gear
booch-in-progress on the table
water kefir soda on the butcher block
darien at the stove cooking down black raspberry/black currant jam-to-be

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the smash of strawberries
under fork
in small bowl before spooning
(pulp and juice)
into kombucha bottles

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on a sunset walk
the term makeout desert
(or something like it)
is offered/used
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an observation/notation about the sunset
it’s not multi-shafted
(like yesterday’s)

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lightning bugs in lay-person’s terms
the male flies around and shines his light
in the same way the woodcock bird does his mating call/dance
advertising his let’s-get-it-on-ness
the females hang out on the ground
and blink a pattern back to signifiy
they’re accepting offers
and there’s one variety of lightning bug
whose female learns the pattern of the other varieties females’ blink signals
and do you know what she does when the males of the other species comes to her?she eats them

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brist
what mica unintentionally calls her wrist brace
which sounds a little like breast
which makes a statement about putting a brist on
hilarious for the moment

 

to stand under storm

have you started bleeding yet
my mom did
emory the six year old asks
(between james brown dance-a-thon and
building a space explorer)
in the same way he would ask
did you eat breakfast yet or
have you flown in an airplane before
which is one of the remarkable things
about my life at sandhill farm
in northeast missouri

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emory shoving a dead lightning bug
into the tadpole-turning-frog’s mouth
while i tell him he should just leave it
floating in the water
for the tadpole to choose to eat

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cookshift soundtrack:
queen
rye rye
thao and mirah

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farmer’s cheese part deux
this time with lemon juice instead of
apple cider vinegar

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in between cook duties i step outside to stand
under the storm
as it whips in from the west
(wind moving in a ripple)
clouds carried quickly
across each other

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while darien explains the rating system
(also known as the ape index)
regarding climbing and
the proportions of body height to
arm span
mica busts out the measuring tape to discover
mica and i are +1
darien is +1 1/2emory is 0 and
trish is -1

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we could color them in i offer
one approach to remedying the
leaves-turned-lace (by bug damage)
of the eggplant crop

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darien laughing about
how he used to be scared of the sky
because it was too big
especially on a clear day

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three trays of chocolate chewies
(trish’s dad’s cookie recipe)
on the butcher block
with a spatula for scrape-lifting
the flattened-out sweets off the pan

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the clouds are amazing right now
i report to the porch crew
before heading out
despite mosqitoes
to the bend about a 1/2 mile down the road
where the woods open up to a skyview

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i wish for a screened-in treehouse
with a 360 degree view

mosquitoes chase mica off halfway there

a sky of black creeping in from the southwest while
the afternoon storm after-glow radiates in from the northwest

same as last sunset walk:
a deer and i face off on the rock road
until i get too close and she hops (white tail bouncing)
into the ditch and bounds/leaps away

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from the water world:

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A man is trapped on a mud-covered road in Longhui county of Shaoyang, central China’s Hunan province, after strong rainfall hit the area triggering landslides. Picture: AFP/Getty Images

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Rising floodwater covers the promenade in Lanxi, Zhejiang province after heavy rainfall. Severe rainstorms in southern China have left at least 26 dead and three others missing. The Ministry of Civil Affairs says 4.9 million people have been affected, Xinhua News Agency reported. Picture: REUTERS

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People enjoy the weather during a warm summer day on the banks of the Garonne and the place de la Bourse in Bordeaux center, southwestern France. – REUTERS/Regis Duvignau

a careful weaving

uncoiling bound bailing twine
(plastic-y, sometimes yellow sometimes orange/brown)
along the length of the tomato beds
in lookfar garden
wood-handled knife in my back pocket
sweat on my face
a careful weaving to hold up viney plants
between Tposts and later
trying to wash the tomato-black off my hands

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lounged in the woodshop
which stays as cool as a basement
because of how it is tucked into the earth
a thermos of iced water in my chair
the autobiography of angela davis in my hands

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it’s neither a howl nor a scream
perhaps it is some kind of yelp
the sound of sinking into sun-hot
truck seat vinyl

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heading east on woehrle road
mica points out the thunderhead clouds in the sky
(also called cumulonimbus)
towering above the church house

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i don’t got a lot in me
i tell rachel
already short on breath
in the heat of the afternoon sun
on the ultimate field

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on the walk down to the pond
mica tells me i looked like a rock star on the field today
jumping to clamp that disc between my hands
i had a lot of time to watch she says
(which is where we laugh at ourselves
for moving slow through the heat)
and on the walk back up
she asks where the escalators are

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i’m a bad influence i say
as the three of us (rachel, mica and i)
sip on our cans of soda
and kill that bag of potato chips
on a couch in the d.r. common house
discussing purses and varieties of drag

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sweet and crunchy
first slaw of the season
made with the first cull of cabbage
(caraflex variety – cone-shaped)
and carrots

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it’s hard to believe i tell kim
that the day of longest light
is already upon us

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in potluck line
mica gets out to grab her frisbee
to use as a plate

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in bonfire light
smell of citronella bug spray
rachel says she’s really glad i’m here

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lightning to the south
flickering overhead
while we walk the gravel/rock road
under star sy
from red earth land day bon fire
back to where the mouse mobile is parked

 

summer pot of gold

trish’s cinnamon rolls for a
sendoff breakfast
before phoenix does a round of hugs
in his neon yellow/orange jersey
before hopping on his bike
for the 30 mile return ride

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morning weeding crew
reverting to long sleeves in the oncoming heat
to keep off the mosquitoes
who might be classified as ample and ruthless

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in her mini car seat
nina sings royals on one side
of the back seat
emory in his mini car seat
on the other side of the back seat
beat-box/humming to his own beat
and kim squeezed in the middle
35 and thankful for her non-hips
close-eyed and reporting
i’m in my own world
when asked how she’s doing

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memphis public pool part deux:
running jumps off the diving board
emory pretending to mistakenly walk into the deep end
(forwards and backwards)
50 cents on the counter in exchange for a red kickboard
in the shallow end, i show nina and emory what 5 feet is like
when i’m flat footed (instead of on tip toes)
water just above my mouth
gurgling this is what it looks like when i’m flat footed
emory climbs down me like a ladder
to touch his feet to the bottom of the pool

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white elder flowers floating
in the top of a glass of water kefir
cute and delicate i say

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for the vegetarians zoe says
introducing the frittata dotted with shitakes
in a medium sized cast iron
on the butcher block

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summer pot of gold:
gigantic jar of strawberry smoothie
on the shelf in the walk in

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did you see that i ask darien
and point to gibbus the orange cat curled
in the shade on the sitting mower seat

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from the water world:

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A man carries a girl on his back as he wades through a flooded street after heavy rainfalls hit Changsha, Hunan province, China. – voice of america, day in photos