Min’s Garden

 

In Min’s garden, where the asparagus
grows tall as cornstalk in late summer,
my brother’s cat sits,
between asparagus and rose bush,
sits and waits in Min’s garden.
The year Min’s husband died a dove came,
white and flightless, crippled somehow.
Her husband’s dove, survived him,
perhaps even was him,
between asparagus and rose bush,

sits and waits in Min’s garden.

 

Originally published in Wisconsin Poets’ Calendar.

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Min’s Garden