Leave a reaction | Ayanda Kunene | Last modified 1 July 2023
A butterfly on an orange flower.
Winter morning in the garden,
dew clings to my toes and
coolness lingers in the air
and I am reminded of a cold
oven,
not yet heated.
Here is the most alive place I
have ever been,
the place of my great joy
and my great discomfort.
The earth pulls so hard
I want to lie down on her,
close my eyes beneath a canopy
of green and be swallowed
by the garden
on this Winter morning.
Pull Up A Seat And Visit Awhile
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