Hope, etc.
Her carefully placing a
winter carrot in her shoe.
Deciding 30% recurrence isn’t 70.
People in parks drawing in very small
notebooks.
Soft-spoken young woman
asking if she can zoom in to poetry
class next week as she’ll be in
Valencia, at her sister’s.
Solitary lilac saffron crocus in the
neglected part of your garden – cutting
three tiny bloodred pistils, drying
them on the stove.
Picture of Vladimir chasing butterflies
with his net
his chunky body, his bold head.
Checking out prices for a
membership at the athletics club for
after the operation, at sixty-three.
Still writing and reading poetry.
Hummingbird hawkmoth
– looked it up –
diligently sucking nectar
from the verbena flowers.
Single mum who choked up
when she read the last line of her
poem – it’s about her kids.
Selecting a new recipe the night
before and making a grocery list.
Watering the freshly planted seeds at
the end of the summer, when the
forecast said rain.