What Says
.
Do but don’t
can learn you —
When every by-its-mights
backfires you
or if clobber is the ways
the days have of tendering up
Well then just you double get
your betters from
some dangling damn stars
And so do what’s don’t
but mostly if
there’s no such claim inside you
and only then
and only when what gets had
sneaks round
to try or trick you
Go flat like questions and scratch like fleas
Yes — All such tiny asks and tolds
will grab hold
to cook you
So push feisty as
and boom the bang in-waiting
with all that your feel knows
but shouldn’t
And even then
when bad as cry aloud
may rile
May your morning glory’s soul
keep going to open
and every whiff of ghosts
or whatsoever tenderly a child squeaks
Let them grin you
by a very last and final say
much as yanked up onions do
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Sigh Older
.
What a world to slow through —
trees’ lazy shade
or how browns pause at grass
or even flies
their heavy beauty
And, what a world to learn in —
goshes growing up to whispered sighs
or winds teaching Here at last
and everything bald
telling stories
What a world to stay with —
weeds that push gravel aside
or eyes that marry skies
or the days in
days out
of apples
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.
Rove and Rare
Plants are poems
of the often kind
all rove and rare
with smells of hay
and inner-knowns
of wisdom
Their summer vines —
these twines bud-grown
in lyric swirls
their curving’s up over
the deep voiced shed
or branches rhymed
and bending with them
Plants write in poems’ time
and to themselves —
their seeds
save what’s better than
for later
like wind or sprigs —
and their hearts sprout-give
Or even more their roots
in ditches’ fields or
woods and seep
of deepening worlds
Plants are magic words
and better dones —
all ticks or briers
or berry pies
or even the sunny wilt to come
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BIO: Larew’s most recent collection, Mud Ajar, was published in 2021 by Atmosphere Press. Poems from the collection have been translated into Dari, Spanish, Shona, Farsi, Gaelic and several other languages. www.HiramLarewPoetry.com and www.PoetryXHunger.com
