Friday, April 3, 2015

from Green Mountain Idyl by Hayden Carruth

I’d mulch your strawberries & cultivate
            your potato patch
all summer long
            & then in winter
come thirty below & the steel-busting weather
            I’d tune your distributor & adjust
your carburetor
            if me & you was together

be it sunshine be it gloom
            summer or the mean mud season
honey I’d kiss you
            every morningtime
& evenings I’d hurry
            to get shut of the barn chores early
& then in the dark of the night
            I’d stand at the top of the stairs & hold the light
for you                        for you
           if you’d sleep in my room

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