Writing and the Figures of Life
The second time she said, “Unfriend that girl!” so,
I hid behind those walls belonging to Masonic Lodge
Landlords, now great celebration not in a girl,
The woman, her hame never, never spoken oh it means
Meaning pearl, not rag doll, but full of great love
For daughter and man, she works behind her fence
Hidden from neighbors, she pulls those weeds, she’s
Gardner of her backyard, her desire to make flowers
Bloom, at age sixty-three she’s limber with the yoga pose
Bent to bring beauty back to the land forgotten when a child
So young, then went off to college, at sixty she retired
Then for three years to rest, into her garden stepped
Knelt in prayer to pull weeds like pulling her husband’s
Back and neck into place, but now it’s hers, to be great
A Gardner, her religion given back because she rested
Now finds living beings in the earth…
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