Frederica Hall Arts

Potato

Potato

 

today I found

a potato

in the sale bin

a potato

in the shape

of a heart

it seems

really to be

two come together

somewhere in

the middle

holding simultaneously

too the same space

in time and place

considered impossible

there in fertile cimmerian

under the crumbling dirt

in the imperceptible

rhythm of decomposition

two separate buds

so intensely intimate

intertwine their molecules

in their upward grasp

for the warmth of the sun.

 

fh 2009

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