[You can tell when
it is going well.
The dustballs and dirty dishes pile up.]
Or outside
Tending
The Garden
this month is an
Iris Spring--->
Everything is awake now
bleery-eyed, newly green
shaking off the dark and cold
Me, too.
I have beds to make
[and amend
with compost.]
*“It is not necessary that you leave the house. Remain at your table and listen. Do not even listen, only wait. Do not even wait, be wholly still and alone. The world will present itself to you for its unmasking, it can do no other, in ecstasy it will writhe at your feet.”--Franz Kafka
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