Beginning Again
Beginning Again
apparitions of katydids and junebugs
looming in grasses yet to come,
to stash sums of eyelashes from
rolling elementary classes
count against the lettuce heads in
a regretless bed despite
her sleeping on her left and I on my right,
did you know most didn’t share mattresses
until the depression?
a dustbowl breakfast, a farming practice
before a violin lesson,
Hungarian Dance No. 1 in G Minor
sung arias askance, thunderstruck when need finds her
an abundance of regards strewn across the sheets
hovering honeybees with suicide stingers
bite then drift on a gloomy tide
of clovers and blouses,
elopers holding announcements over
four leafed concrete stories
having run the shoes off our feet
away from towns and families
a natural body of water would be nice,
a pastoral slice of a dog-eared page,
a nap, a jotted pattern of rock
out the riverbed, a gathering of vivid
whispers from the creek, evergreen material
she refused a turn at the wheel through
America’s breadbasket, where she instead
told me she may turn her account out
for brightly packaged products while I was
wondering if reservoirs or aqueducts
support that much corn,
a samurai sword on sale
at a gas station in Kansas
the clerk hands us all we could need to sever
peer reviews and the seared recluse in ourselves,
shaky spoon cereal, tires chewing western plains
there is a nest laid next to the basement window
relying on our house’s heat, like Persephone
she heads down there to bring back feathers
and a blind child of an agrarian cult
before Hades carries her lonely, exalted
and altered forever in the eyes of men
next spring
her halter-top laughing only at me above the
sunflower seeds and daffodils in the dash
of the old Tacoma taking us to
a ranch home in Penrose,
our six month stint beginning again