A Gardener Watches Blown Snow
1 min readJan 18, 2020
Diamonds driven by water-winds
hiss against my windows
frozen fire crackling
burning coldcrisped leaves
where vines still tether
pods of purpleblack beans.
Ferns bowing to the rush
of switchback winds
tempt my gardener’s hands
into the frigid world
calling it my promise
to serve the…