Anton Frost – gardens all the time

gardens all the time

 

 

i. tonight

the stars make either oddly shaped animals

stretching out in the zoo-dark over the water

or they form warriors with misaligned brains

too far above the fields to have ever shed blood

or shown mercy.
ii. gardens all the time

I spend too much of my life not lighting candles

but I light this one
watching its calm hot flower open

into a room around us while the sap in the trees

keeps rising and falling
no blood cells just wood sounds

as the branches drum their leaves off into the dark

 

 

Anton Frost has appeared in Verdad, The Bacon Review, Parcel, and elsewhere. He lives in Michigan.

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