Our Commonwealth
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Last evening you hollered
at our dog when she started
to shit in your flower garden.
She jumped up and ran out
of the yard to the cow pasture
before she resumed her efforts.
together we shouted Good Girl
2.
Soon after sunrise we take
implements to the ground
behind the soap shop to battle
Johnson Grass to the death
3.
We look up when a truck
towing a hay rake goes by.
Dividing Ridge Road
runs in front of our house,
after a mile it dead ends
at another house
which is in a different county.
4.
Forgetting the mail yesterday
you walk out to the box
and see two baby skunks
strolling leisurely up the road.
When you get back you tell me
how cute they are
5.
i just remebered
how in first light
you came upstairs
to rouse me out of bed:
Come and listen
to the wildy blooming
mimosa tree humming
with thousands of bees
6.
The battery powered lawn
tractor has a flat tire.
I put it in the back of the car
and google Tire World.
Damn they’re closed on Saturdays.
You tell me to relax
and drink a glass of ice water
7.
At the heat of the day
we come in to rest, we are
growing improbably old
8.
We walk out under the four
giant pine trees who live
along the fence line.
Wind from a coming storm
sounds like crashing waves
coming ashore
9.
After dinner we sit in rockers
on the kitchen porch
keeping the same two thoughts
from being said aloud:
how did we get here
and how do we get from here to there
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This is a gorgeous poem! The care and attention to detail shines through. I love the turn in part 7, and “the wildy blooming/mimosa tree humming…”