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#52 April, 2007 |
Sentinel Poetry (Online) THE INTERNATIONAL JOURNAL OF POETRY & GRAPHICS...since 2002 ISSN 1479-425X |
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Akiko Taylor
Digging
A little girl across the street, claiming she went to Spain last week and she will fly to Australia next month, comes into my garden without a passport. Panicking sparrows dart into the hedge and the sound of digging deepens the air.
"Have you found any treasures yet?" "Hope I will." Pearls of bluebell bulbs shine among the black clammy soil. Fragments of ceramics weather in a matter of few seconds. Forgotten bricks emerge nobly as the cobblestones of Babylon.
"If you keep digging, can we go to the other side of the world?" "Well, it would be great, if we could." The girl stops polishing a pearl, kneels down beside the flowerbed and shouts into a foot-deep hole, "Hello, China! Hello! Hello!"
A dumb slug screams in confusion, but I'll keep digging till she goes home.
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