Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Slow burn

Ease back in an upturned wheelbarrow,
slump down and tip that cap over your eyes.
Nothing but the beat of the sun and a 2-stroke revving two yards over.
They only call them dog days that don't accept the heat
and shun the gentle sweat that comes when you saw and dig and lift.

Surely a kinship has always been of those familiar with such labours
A deep knowing of earthy things -
of tearing down and putting together;
of planting, pruning, and harvesting;
and none of it metaphorical.

Of eyeballing, jimmy-rigging, and other degrees of precision;
Of old dogs, young muscles, and new tricks.
Yes, ease back and take a load off as only those that bear one can.