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Garden cycle (keeping time)

Early blue lavender (Munstead) and air cannons over grain fields
(the pheasant, visiting us regularly now, startles in the hedges)
Rosemary flowers like minuscule orchids (and insects see how to go)
Writing at all feels pointless from the moment I think about death
—all the marigolds are coming up now, just as I expected they would


Cosmos and marigold
cosmos and marigold—and next to them 
hyssop, scenting the floors of the ninth century

      One point of close attention
      is to see that things are not
      dead, despite appearances

            Blood and chive flowers
            the thing flowers and then dies
            the cat biting the rabbit’s carotid artery. . . .