Marie, the Organic Horticulturalist
by james bezerra
The organic horticulturalist
who grows Manhattanite cannabis.
Katie Holmes pretty but clearly
with greater faculty.
In this up high westside bar where
she’s sweet enough to answer
whiskey questions about
the feel of rich soil
in one’s hands
about dirt in soft grooves of her palm.
Rain titter on rooftop canopy.
Her white sweater, maybe cashmere.
Night glow of the Empire State.
A yellow drink with an orange slice.
Deeply believes with half a smile that things will get better.
A complicated relationship,
maybe,
with peace?
A complicated relationship,
it seems,
with joy
with traffic laws
with the business of business
with leaving the stillness of the country quiet
for the elevator babylon chaos of the city.
Who can grow things
from the ground
with just time
and hands
and patience
and rain
and half a smile.
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