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Lawnmower Musings



lawnmower circling

the mailbox


humming resonance

of summer


summer...


that pause

between spring’s beginnings

verdant green and pastel profusion

the scent of the new adrift

on anything-is-possible breezes

and the murmurings of the tender

fresh


and fall

a falling down into the inward gaze

of nature rediscovering its

roots

as the bear lumbers toward

his cave of

hibernation


his subterranean

dreams

primordial and lifting


across glacial winter landscapes

oscillating at frozen speeds


which quickens as earth’s heartbeat

reverberates up from the depths


toward the ascending birdsong

of spring


followed by summer

flourishing and abundant


heat rendering leisure

credible and worthy

as the earth bakes in the warmth

to emerge again in warmth’s own melodic

timing


a meter in keeping with

the stars and solar systems and constellations

and galaxies

pulsing and spiraling

to the same

drummer


and did you ever imagine

a sounding lawnmower

could inspire


so much?!..


Annie Kiyonaga

2002


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