like meeting a mountain

meeting those elders/women
was like meeting a mountain
cynthia says
humble and fierce
_______

we don’t even know
what whole is
_______
she mentions that crow story:
how crow flew too close
to the sun and was
charcoal-blackened and
that is when crow let out
that first caw
_______
still too wet to weed
but i pull some grass up
from the zinnia beds anyway
and separate mud
from root
_______
cheers, whoops and howls
drifting over to the ultimate field
from  a pondwardly direction
_______

cynthia asks if i was
ever a gymnast or athlete of other sorts
based on my walking down-field
kartwheels and waiting for
the disc to be hucked handstands
_______

pile of freshly inflated innertubes
piled/stacked/pyramided on the dock
plenty of floatage to be had by all
_______
underwater swimming with
prayer hands atop my head
imitating shark followed by
trish and mica imitating scream
_______

alyssa loading a cart already piled with
just-harvested garlic
green-yellow tops and
white rooty earthy bulb bottoms
_______

chimney swifts
dive-bomb circling
not quite sunset while i
walk the cistern to inspect
opened sunflowers
(maroons, golds and lemon yellows)
________
orange thread zig-zagging
out of machine onto
leopard print

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