your face

O’farrell near Leavenworth, San Francisco CA

Description

the hawthorn tree — by louise gluck side by side, not hand in hand: i watch you walking in the summer garden—things that can't move learn to see; i do not need to chase you through the garden; human beings leave signs of feeling everywhere, flowers scattered on the dirt path, all white and gold, some lifted a little by the evening wind; i do not need to follow where you are now, deep in the poisonous field, to know the cause of your flight, human passion or rage: for what else would you let drop all you have gathered?