Envoys
As published in Plainsongs Winter 2023
As published in Plainsongs Winter 2023
Slivers of wild carrot
fall away from the knife in rounds,
fat coins gleaming dully in the kitchen light.
A sweet, vegetal scent wafts from the cut flesh
sparking thoughts of the world outside—
fecund spring soil and nascent buds unfolding
in geometric whorls—sights I have yet to see,
sequestered in this season of pandemic.
But for now it is enough
to be chopping these carrots,
inhaling the dampness of distant earth where,
though I can't see them, I can still wonder
at taproots snaking beneath the loam,
cells swelling to golden spears, a lacework
of emerald leaves unfurling overground,
gathering sunlight for the shade-bound
to savor with their morning meal.