A KEY OF GRASS

for Gail Chiarello and
"The Invisible Circle" (circa 1965)

by Luis Garcia

from Berkeley Daze

 


 
Wherever we went,
the grass bent.

Wherever we went,
green times we remembered.

Time did grumble and groan.
Time did stumble like a wounded stone

when death finally
made itself known.

Nevertheless, wherever we went,
the grass bent.

Wherever we went,
green times we remembered.

Wherever we went,
we found a key of grass.

Wherever we went,
we found a door of glass.

Wherever we went,
we found a field of light

filled with brilliant blossoms
that would not break,

but only bend
before an ever-rising wind.

Time did grumble and groan.
Time did stumble like a wounded stone

when death finally
made itself known.

Nevertheless, wherever we went,
the grass bent.

Wherever we went,
green times we remembered.

 


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