pleasing geometry

the collection of digging forks
upright in the ground in north garden
how i want to take a picture
but am without camera
and how difficult it is to let such a pleasing arrangement
go without catching it on ‘film’
(something about the combination of pleasing geometry
and weathered handles/chipped paint)
_______
tookie and i at the chop saw taking turns
holding the 4×4 and lowering the spinning blade
down in
_______

walking away from the tap tap tap in karma woodshop
(where cyn and tookie
take hammers/mallets to chisels to wood)
and into the tap tap tap sound-filled air
of red bellied woodpeckers
bill against tree trunks
_______
a sense of racing the weather while
harvesting as much kale as i possibly can
while the slate colored clouds
sweep in quick from the west
which some rumblings accompany
_______
so slow it is simultaneously
comical and painful
like moving through water
hauling this garden cart
_______
how sometimes the sky/clouds/sunset
take what seems to be their job
of doing something indescribable
very seriously
like tonight
how the last sun rays were visible
shining just under the rim of
blue/grey/white of cloud cover

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