Tanka Series for Life Underground

Iridescence rides
to soils’ surface on skins
of earthworms’ return–
Earth gives Sky back her rainbows
by such lowly means as these-

Turning the garden
reveals cities underground-
Smallest workers there-
pillbugs, worms, and fungus-
wait and turn all Death to Life-

Glisten of oil
hissing, burble and gurgle-
Water in seed pots
invites underground creatures
to join me-to try new things

No hard tiller’s blade
rushes sharp through this garden
tearing small thin skins-
Their cities were here before
will be here long after mine

My failures feed them-
They know how to love Winter
how to best serve Spring-
I would not leave lovely Life
But to become part of them.

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About janemwoodman

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