While you work in the garden

dig holes in the swallowing earth

I put my hands in the soil of words,

ungloved, I sift out the little rocks

Your miraculous back and arms

pull up undreamed dreams

My pen rolls into  storms

of laughter and tears

You stop, feel

rain tapping your cheek, your shoulder

We both come inside

there is no other place necessary

forever

Jourdan Imani Keith, Seattle’s Civic Poet, is our Poet in Residence for October.

Previously: “Let Seattle Be”, ”Nympharium“, ”Tongues of Fire“, and "Generations", which takes place 24 hours before the events in "Tounges of Fire".