Apology for Impatience | Bruce Dawe

[with_rainfall]

Now through all my dreams
Beans, beans are climbing,
Between midnight and morning
Pumpkins flower and the tomato seedlings
Are carefully transplanted;
Lying hunched in the darkness I am solicitous over
All manner of things sprouting
And blossoming. 
                                 Even waking
The work goes on, a rainbow
Hovers over my office desk,
In the arc

Comments

[tree]

this is lovely, and particularly poignant as i am about to turn 33.

[teithiwr]

Oh, I like this.

[lyryk]

Love the last few lines, especially.