Monday, September 15, 2008

the lowly aratilis and crabapple trees



standing in every yard (or nobody's yard),
the lowly aratilis and crabapple trees
hang on all year round,
extending their roots, spreading their arms,
blooming when they should, ripening their fruit,
offering them to passers-by and vagabonds,
to the kids on the block (or the other blocks).
to all that crawls, to all the flies, to all that bites...
the lowly aratilis and crabapple trees
have sweetness to offer even to their own grave.
when all are satisfied and much is left to munch,
the lowly aratilis and crabapple trees
give everything away at the slightest nudge of the wind.
all fall to the ground to rot and melt like ice,
dissolve like sugar and cream in your coffee,
and forever be forgotten until next summer
when the lowly aratilis and crabapple trees
bloom again and again for your children
and your children's children.
aren't they a wonder?
jamison/09/15/08

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