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Saturday, 23 February 2013

SNAIL'S TRAIL


SNAIL'S TRAIL

Reversing the snail's trail

the gardener's dull feet rub out

the shiny, slimy dew

and make a path for work

to enter the early garden.




Next reluctant dogs and later

hasty children criss cross criss the lawn

so many ways and lead us for the day

into knotted webs of domesticity.







Copyright Ruth Hartley 1980? Independence Avenue, Lusaka