Rotation

You would not have sensed it coming;

Wouldn't have noticed the tang in the air...



You would have been thinking,

Have someone mow by the roadside--

Those sunflowers, really weeds,

Level them.

Line up the fence posts,

Equidistant.

Have it done by three--

Then on to the next thing.



I have turned away from you so many times,

I am sister to them

When the clouds start to circle.



It seems a random thing,

This destruction;

But perhaps there is the hand of God in it.

When you are gone,

I will lie down by the roadside, among the sunflowers;

They will bend over me like lovers.

I will receive them, and we will say to each other,

"How beautiful you are;

How perfect."



We will care not at all

For plans,

Plotted lines,

Or much of anything besides lazing in the ditches

At the messy, unincorporated edge

Of Eden.

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