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Sep 2017
My thanks to James Stephen for his input on this work.


on the other side
of the path
one yellow flower



early, the crowd came to see the famous arch . laburnum. i came to see the kitchen garden, seeds growing



old words
for things once common
when the things disappeared
the words went with them



some words remain remembered;
scullery, coal scuttle, hod,
broom.

that is yellow.



have a vacuum for
most things
broom is for incidentals,
crevices, or when I'm lazy
'bout getting vacuum out

broom is red
with matching dustpan



i have a vacuum
there is nothing there.

the broom is for

the garden
mainly

or elsewhere for smelling like coconut



sweep your garden ?



slate bits

came from gloddfa ganol....quarry in blaenau.

front yard. leaves fall.





leaves here falling too
a tree here a tree there
so far
soon it will be
all of them together

a collective shed

next 6 months
nothing but bare branches

**

these are the falling days.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
334
       ---, Mishael Ward, bones, r and Lora Lee
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