Orange tabby in the foxglove.
Four beets in a bag.
The poppy’s blocky skeleton.
A net full of mulberries,
sweetest
at the point
they let go.
Untie
the soft knots
of the crochet.
Begin again.
Look,
there’s a lily.
Look,
there’s another one.
Copyright © 2023 by Susan Landers. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on June 12, 2023, by the Academy of American Poets.