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Poem of the Week: Denise Levertov’s Gardener by Patrick Hulsman

By Patrick Hulsman From inside the house he has heard her grate across the floor and sigh as if she were a bird of furious and frightening proportion escaping from a dark and vestigial shell As his spades of earth turn to make the beds ready for spring the flutter of her movements lead to the porch Letting the screen door snap shut behind her she exits and searches for him scanning steps tentatively and lightly onto the stone path leading to the garden She reaches the arbor sees his quiet and curious pose as he lifts his face to gaze at her In flannel shirt and soil-stressed jeans hands and fingers stained by poems he asks in reverent voice the placement of the hydrangeas Contributor’s Note: PATRICK HULSMAN lives and writes in Snyder.