Monday, October 4, 2010

On Leave Taking

At ninety-three
remembering is hard work,
hard as maples felled
clearing a mountain road,
hard as rocks sheltering 
the house they shared
with wild blackberries for neighbors

In her garden
with only the beets showing
she digs into black earth,
and recalls her children
waiting for ripe tomatoes

She remembers
they troubled over
which trees to axe
Dying was always hard work

Linda Watskin 2010

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