The Persistence of Life (Tanka)

My skin is callused
in the shapes of trowel and spade
still the garden dies-
Entropy taunts each Winter-
Life laughs at Death every Spring.


About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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