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Are the best, in my book –
everything growing green
and hanging low, giddy with being.
Sure, the basement reeks,
but it’s the weekend
and I’m on a chair on the sun porch,
watching the sunset and reading poems,
having walked the dogs
and talked with the neighbors
and decided that I love them all,
Whitman-esque, to the core of their very beings –
our fallible bodies,
how we talk about everything and nothing –
and how ridiculously grateful I am now
for whatever divine forces brought me here,
to this very porch, this very summertime.
Karen Friedland lives in the Boston neighborhood of West Roxbury with her husband, two dogs, two cats and 76 houseplants. Her debut book of poems, Places That Are Gone is available from Nixes Mate Books.
Copyright 2019 Karen Friedland