Tagged: harvest

perhaps life is not

perhaps life is not
far from a worker placement
game – we harvest, feed,

harvest, feed, harvest feed, always
before the next grueling round
.
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the first sign of spring

the first sign of spring
changes as we grow old – plans
thwarted by rain, a

bouquet of daffodils, a
sudden bamboo shoot harvest
.
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it’s the third or fourth

it’s the third or fourth
harvest of the season – our
shishito peppers,

mysteriously giving,
curiously holding back
.
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we have harvested

we have harvested
yesterday’s tomatoes for
today’s pasta, a

bouquet of fresh basil gave
up its breath to top it off
.
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in the middle of

after two weeks and

maybe we are in

maybe we are in
competition and we don’t
know it, just missing

each other in the bamboo
grove, from winter into spring
.
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harvesting the grape

harvesting the grape
tomatoes before the last
autumn rain – a glimpse

into a future of waiting,
telling fortunes in the kitchen
.
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at last, relief – like

we paused underneath

we paused underneath
the pecan tree
, in the middle
of a summery

winter’s day, longing for more
days like these, pecan harvesting
.
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