
a sunflower
— deformed and stunted —
still brightens my day

a sunflower
— deformed and stunted —
still brightens my day

a desert rose:
its base stout & misshapen;
its blooms elegant

twisted skeletons
of once thriving trees stand
in the temple yard



waves crash
against the cliff base,
& are turned back


It doesn't need wide open spaces. It doesn't need direct sunlight. No bark-wide chasm through the tombstone -- Gardner, leave that tree alone. Hey, Gardner, leave that tree alone! All in all, it's just another fig in the wall. All in all, we're just a bunch of figs in the wall.