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This humidity lingers on the lawn, a cat dozing through the day

for Algot

The sky is a century with no windows

from To A Blossoming Saguaro by Eduardo C. Corral

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lost count long ago of how many rainstorms arrived after you wandered the windows left open, too, time just dribbling in with the wind, letting rotations moisten the frame around which the world might be watched, one tear after the other year until the canvas of sky disappeared entirely

Line borrowed from the collection: You Are Here: Poetry In The Natural World Edited by Ada Limon

whose fingers clench the gift of discovery

whose eyes drift towards an open sky

whose streets take in all of the wanderers

whose kindness never seems to pass us by

inspired by “Be Kind,” by by Joe & Terry Malesky Sioux Falls Sculpture Walk https://sculpturewalksiouxfalls.com/sculptures/2024/be-kind/ via NWP Write Across America: South Dakota

A little too late now to wonder whether the wind will take what it needs

We've gone to seed

Loosening our insides to release soft strands of whatever it is that leads us believe

We've gone to seed

inspired by “Gone To Seed,” by Nathan Johansen Sioux Falls Sculpture Walk https://sculpturewalksiouxfalls.com/sculptures/2024/gone-to-seed/ via NWP Write Across America: South Dakota

How relentless: these weeds -

my knees bleed from rough fingerprints of concrete

and next week, I'm bound to believe I'll be here again

bent over like a broken fence; every one of my rungs sprawling, falling

these weeds keep on calling and and calling, calling, relentlessly singing like stones

Bending ears inward, a cyclone taking shape in armature and concrete

we treat the world as one, frozen, spoken, poets like us, we look to find beauty in the broken

inspired by “Beauty In The Broken,” by Joe & Terry Malesky Sioux Falls Sculpture Walk https://sculpturewalksiouxfalls.com/sculptures/2024/beauty-in-the-broken/ via NWP Write Across America: South Dakota

And ... then what?

twisted and curved from bottom on up to the tippity top with an iron tail all bundled in contained exclamation and no visible connection, only empty thoughts to the right and empty thoughts to the left, for we fill in the gaps with imagination

And ... then what?

inspired by “and ..” by Paul Reimer Sioux Falls Sculpture Walk https://sculpturewalksiouxfalls.com/sculptures/2024/and/ via NWP Write Across America: South Dakota

Words keep me curious

Music provides me purpose

for DS106

Every small petal of the Spring flower bouquet, fades and drops away

Traversing rivers over rocks and roots and sand; never in command