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Some Questions About a Woman in Her Garden
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6 s O M E Q U E s t I O N s a B O U t a W O M a N I N H E R G a R D E N Why would a woman take off her shoes and air her hot feet in the roses? What kind of a woman ignores her lover’s bright call from the house, pressing instead her cheek to the mulch, answering the smell of grasses going to seed? are those clippers in her leather holster? When she strips the velvet from the sage and brushes her nose, her lip, her brow with its fuzz, does she smell the downy heads of babies? Whose urine does she spray on the Jupiter’s Beard? Does she love her dog, or does she love the lavender on his coat? Is that sweat on her lip, or mucus? Why would a woman lie like that— in her dark garden with her cat near the mint? Down there in all those stiffening stems, does she pull at the root vegetables— the parsnips, turnips, yams? and when she licks her rough fingers, can you see how she aches for beets bleeding in a bowl of tasmanian honey? ...