I could write of ugly things this
week lord knows there’s plenty
from the gunman still loose in
my wisconsin township (don’t
worry no school till he’s caught,
kids) to the dismemberment and
death of the EPA (don’t worry
we’ll be hazmatized and inner-
tubed when things get really grim)
instead I’ll write about my yard
plucking tender dandelion greens
those tangy little barbs also wild
chives sorrel delicate violets to
garnish a garden salad all out
in the moisty morning sunshine
can’t find my one trillium though
shouldn’t it be abloom by now?
This article appears in Apr 13-19, 2017.
