by Kay Ryan
However carved up
or pared down we get,
we keep on making
the best of it as though
it doesn’t matter that
our acre’s down to
a square foot. As
though our garden
could be one bean
and we’d rejoice if
it flourishes, as
though one bean
could nourish us.
From:
2010, The Best of It: New and Selected Poems
Copyright ©:
2010, Grove Press
Last updated July 27, 2022