Ice that held the soil in its leprous grip
\nis long gone, we have raked out
\nthe clotted layer of rotting leaves
\nmulching the reluctant beds, that
\njust now eager reddish sprouts enhance
\nand we have watched the sun
\ncasting towards then slowly reeling in
\nthe horizon a little more reluctantly each day as
\nshadows shorten with each succeeding noon<\/p>\n
The seedlings that we planted in darker months
\nhave sprouted and I think of the contemplation
\nat the kitchen table one evening in the yellow light
\nthe contemplation of palmfuls of small hard seeds
\nthat we had broken out of the paper envelopes
\nand arranged like an Aztec sand picture all these
\nseeds sleeping life deep inside dun husks
\nlife that could lie sealed in an urn while planets
\ngalaxies turned species went extinct volcanoes
\nbelched out the red guts of the deep blue orb
\nand still these seeds hold life that could grow<\/p>\n
Today we kneel on the vivid young grass and
\ntrowel into the warm loam bed that we have enriched
\nwith compost, bone meal, sheep manure
\nchurned it with our fists in the wheelbarrow
\nfelt its loose willing potential smelled its sweet
\nfuture its promise its dreams its
\nripening almighty next<\/p>\n
Oh we have dreamed of harvests ripe vegetables
\nberries melons flowers for the table for your hair
\nfor mine and here in these little seedlings that could happen
\nwe could burst open a jar of millennial seeds and
\nsow some ancient’s discontinued ruminations into
\nthis warm promise reclaimed from the dreams of
\na farmer in his village so long ago but just overnight
\nfor these small seeds which we shall plant and
\nand store in sealed packages to be planted again<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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