By Daniel W. Brown
We trowel in moist brown earth
mist holds dawn to the green leaves
of seedlings we plant
placed just so
in improvised fashion
by annual practice
our knees ache when planting peppers,
early arrivers, ripening green
maturing as cathedral red bells
a geography of purple
green Italian and Thai basils
for colorful spiced August pesto
journeys of Japanese tri-colored
and sweet heirloom yellow plum tomatoes
for late afternoon salads
and stripped zucchini
potted in a mound
for every cuisine imaginable
in our straw and brimmed hats,
gray gloves
and careful balance
another summer passes
where we compost, water
and find our root systems mingle together.
Daniel W. Brown is a retired Special Education teacher who began writing poetry as a senior. At 72 he published his first collection FAMILY PORTRAITS IN VERSE and Other Illustrated Poems through Epigraph Books, Rhinebeck, NY. Now a year later he faces a backlog of dozens of poems he’s compiling into various chapbooks to try to send into the world. He’s been published in various journals and anthologies and writes each day about music, art and whatever else catches his imagination.
