Waiting to launch

This entry is part 56 of 91 in the series Toward Noon: 3verses


The first greens
out of the ground are rockets:
dame’s-rocket, garlic mustard,

winter cress where it’s wet.
Then come the wild onions
up at the wood’s edge—

but not yet. I stand watching
a dark spot in the field that fails
to turn into a bear.

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