Nathan Hunt
August 2011

         The grass
begins to be green again—
         the end of summer.

The lawns are watered
without sprinklers.

         The sparrows:
hatched months ago,
         now fully grown.

The mothers tend
the twigs of empty nests.

         A glimpse of yellow—
lichen growing on the car
         you left behind.

         Moss climbing
the bark of the trees
         you planted.

         Hollow cornstalks:
brown and drooping
         in your garden.

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