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AVANT || ADJUST



AVANT

avant   i want
& if you
i am becoming
 
my father’s dying
body     okra   tomatoes
sweet corn   sunflower
 
to my son
our neighbor says
“you look just
 
like your father” 
beans   field peas
new potatoes   today’s
 
purchase   or to
gain purchase     terror
of bare relation
 
just now    being
here    it of 
course slips away
 
 
      
ADJUST

    
 
for the eyes
to adjust &
the darkness become
 
visible past woods’
edge a shadow
moves the trees
 
are simply trees
with opaque intensity
knee high thin
 
blanket of fog
over the mowed
field a friend
 
carries with him
horrible vivid memory
of a similar
 
place another walks
here ecstatic it
being this simple