methodical, careful, at moderate pace
she snaps off the browning buds, one by one
her eyes are narrowed in concentration but
her hands are so sure I think she could do this blind
I think she could do this without any senses
without any tools, without any assurance
that the sun would rise tomorrow she would still
be crouched in this garden, making her way
down to the lower branches where she is
surprised by one pale pink late bloom.
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