One

Watch the sun color the sky orange,
then yellow.
Heat bursts—
over the lip of the mountain to the east.

Tiny bird tracks are the ones you follow,
yellow and purple flowers cover the ground.
Make your body twist and bend
under a barbed wire fence.

Weeding squash next to tall, pink zinnias,
bells of blue-white sesame flowers.
Large black bees hum,
while butterflies dance above the rows.

The silence is so big
you can’t find your place in it.
Then, one day,
it’s part of you.

Head to the ditch in a roundabout way.
Even though the cool is what you want more than anything,
you wait,take your body in slowly,
feel the water ride up your thighs.

In the middle, where the water is deepest,
find a place where the creeks come together,
you—the land—the water
touch.

E. Stuart

3 thoughts on “One

  1. Sonnie Sussillo June 11, 2016 / 7:19 pm

    lovely images, Elise. Tastes of summer!

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  2. enzamarie June 11, 2016 / 7:20 pm

    Deep, lovely journey of simplicity… Thanks!

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  3. Jan Eggers June 12, 2016 / 9:24 am

    I love this! especially, “the silence is so big you can’t find your place in it. Then one day, it’s part of you.” amazing. Love, Jan Eggers

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