weed puller’s soliloquy

Weed Puller's Soliloquy Time for weeding. For bulbs to stretch their limbs. For seeds to unzip skins & crack smiles. After days spent plucking weeds i’m beginning to realize their intelligence & cunning. i see how Roethke came to respect them : so barefaced, in plain sight of the po-faced Camellias — one weed dresses [...]