Tangerine Crossvine

A poem by Cecily Parks

August 29, 2024

I try to clean up the ecstatic vines.
Gardeners have a kink for obedience.

Gardeners have a kink for obedience
like each twist of a backyard chain link fence.

Like each twist of a backyard chain link fence
I’m only made of pieces in a pattern.

Only made of pieces in a pattern
I try to keep up with the ecstatic vines.