potato vine sitting, all I can do today, a little gardening the wind carries spirits, my own heart is agitated the fern's fractal leaf, a jasmine star flower on a potato vine smell of black earth humus. my hands reach more deeply into it.
potato vine
sitting, all I can do today, a little gardening
the wind carries spirits, my own heart is agitated
the fern's fractal leaf, a jasmine star flower on a potato vine
smell of black earth humus. my hands reach more deeply into it.
Copyright 2008 by Jill Stephanie Morgyn