Alisa Gordaneer
there’s a revolution afoot in the garden, the chickens
are scratching up resentment, the beans have surrendered.
it's become an all-out struggle, with worms,
beetles rambling in shiny coats
stolen
from the night’s shimmer.
at first it’s quiet, as though
you could imagine them fomenting quietly, muttering against
damp grass by moonlight, passing secret messages in
the scuttering of dry day. but the trees get wind of it, bushes
rustle, and suddenly the grasses know all, tell all
until the whole garden has rebellion on its leaftips, insurgency
in every seed.
it will go like this
despite the gardener, despite the scythe, despite
white flags waving from the laundry line.
Alisa Gordaneer is the 2005 Barbara Mandigo Kelly Peace Poetry Award Winner.
