M a r y   B u c h i n g e r

 

 

 

 

 

 

Apple

 

a little girl stands

beside an arching tree

 

looks up points 

that one    please Grandma

 

innocence    the red core

of improvisation

 

both actors here swing

vigorous on the hinge

 

of yearning    a mother

would never    too practical

 

busy    but a   grandmother

knows    vulnerability    again

 

falls for   that one   please

desire so exact

 

fitting within a single skin

and thus    a chair gets pulled

 

from the patio   its four thin legs

meant for stone   not this

 

this soft   apple-pocked   earth

steaming wasps

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