this four cornered
sunroom is full with
growth
tomatoes
violets
beans
melons
basil
ferns
daisy
petunia
all that I see and can
name
but there’s more of
course there is always more
and naming isn’t enough for you
cannot say a spell to carry the shape
and curve and perfect green of a tomato leaf
hanging still on a stem
every day a little louder
song in thrall to light and
water
but still we try
with words rubbed smooth to fill a page
a square of sun
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