a sunny warm day, glints of dusk
through tall weeds
groundhog ambles
sniffs & is sniffed, rubs & is rubbed
if she could speak she might praise
this wealth of unmowed green
these safe acres where once an eager
beagle rutted
groundhog’s unaware of
the old woman peering through
binoculars, the black cat against
a pollen-dusted window screen