Sunday, July 8, 2018

Written after lunch in Schulenberg, TX


The ladies

in the garden shop behind the café
awaiting their call touch each velvet

leaf judiciously –fingertip and thumb
caressing-- They seem solicitous

in their gathering --as if
anticipating the beginning

of the world

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