Eden


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the 5 pm Magnolia tree

is flaunting it’s lemony green leaves again

lush as every rite of spring,

fresh and pregnant, it makes

the quaking Aspen near the hoop house tremble

its leaves alive by breeze

as we, all in this new ensemble,

excited as if on some brink, are poised,

unprepared for what comes next, but resolute,

pressed always by nature

which ever sends the unforeseen

in the arms of the expected

to place it at our feet

tangled but replete

to tease apart, to work it out

to look at it from every angle,

to find a way through every doubt,

but canny, careful not to go for

every fruit it dangles
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Jim Culleny
6/18/16