August 2021

Several weeks ago I witnessed largeness 

me a shadow of self miles from home 

if such a place exists I don't know it

 here or soon or a thing from before

I remember my mother-in-law as one

who smelled of raspberries & radishes

& the earth she plucked them from

dark soil on the knees of her denim capris

her lip-smack as she took the first taste

her smile when something was gone

emptied: the satisfaction she shared

her gingham blouse thread worn & clean

contentment she wore like a precious jewel

a sit on the front porch in the wicker rocker

the boards under her feet smooth and shiny

like her and what she left behind

xo