There is a pond –
made by human hands
in the lower ground of
the new cabin
that sits in the curve
half-way down Jack Mountain
on the way to Monterey
If you live here, you’ll know
just where I mean
There is a pond –
and in the grass at
the side of that pond
there now lives an
eagle – a bald eagle
young, I’d guess
from her size
but with the coloring
and feathers of an adult
Yesterday there was a man
sitting in the middle of an empty
field in a dilapidated lawn chair
with a dulcimer in his lap
The day before yesterday
Ann Babcock – well, it
looked like Ann --
stooped
over the flower beds
on the court house lawn
dead-heading
[note to Garcia fans:
when it’s a verb,
something very different
is happening]
her garden tools
at her side in a stroller
How Norman Rockwell
would have loved us
I strummed my dulcimer on stage yesterday- been along time since I sat on a stage for a performance to compete--
ReplyDeleteIt was pretty cool- not as nerve wracking as I remeber!
Melissa
PS I will find out tonight if I won
Awesome! Fingers crossed!
Deleteit's paradise, yes!
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