here is the peeling slat
and the corded wood
here is the clothesline
and the weeded plot
here is the thorn-wrapped stem
that wraps itself around the camellias
here is the seat of rocks
grown over by slippery moss
here is the hinged gate leading
to the other side of the pasture
here is the water that comes
to its other life through the gutter
here is the otherworldly moon
peering into that container
In response to Via Negativa: Tableaux.
..a poem that is a good start to my day