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The Sleeping Garden

A photo of Shannon SaiaThe Sleeping Garden 

 by 

S.M.R. Saia 

  

Uneven ground, grass tipped with frost 

Secreting what the summer lost 

A tiny gold key, a Secret Garden charm 

The buckle off the boot that held the Wall-E farm 

  

Ghosts of groundhogs, rabbits, snakes 

Pieces of wire, bits of hosiery and string 

Toy spades and teeth from broken rakes 

Stones laid and sunken to forgotten things 

  

The frozen wilt of brassicas and jalapeño bones 

The sleeping seeds of next summer’s volunteers 

Squash and Beauregards and marigolds 

And the sturdy first green of tuber spears 

  

Still and bugless tundra where potential teems 

A sleeping garden growing only winter dreams.