Through an emptied afternoon I prune wearied undergrowth
rasping stems break against earth

Last year a neighbor felled a tree whose leaves sheltered my mornings
a sudden spotlight shone in my kitchen when the trunk creaked down
days that followed never as bright or as shaded

Since then my eyes and hands have retreated from shortcuts
imposed by monochrome minds trailing creepers
that fade too far from their roots
and acclimatize to smoke from bonfires set under bridges
overloaded with migrants who scan any horizon
for a fixed star

Mori Glaser spent her earliest years in Singapore, grew up in the UK, and moved to Israel 35 years ago.

Her poetry and flash have appeared in various journals and anthologies, including Eunoia ReviewThe Alexandria ReviewUnbrokenVine Leaves Literary Journal: a collection of vignettes from across the globe; Between the Lines’ anthology, Fairy Tales and Folklore Re-imagined; Akashic Books web series Thursdaze; The Molotov Cocktail’s 2017 Shadow Award (3rd prize).

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3 Responses to Landscaping

  1. Gastradamus says:

    I remember the smell of fresh cut grass just before football practice. Come check out my material buddy, you describe thing so we’ll. With such detail

  2. joe ryan says:

    I like the theme of things evaporating which lose their roots. And you render vividly the various images of slow weightlessness. On the whole I do not think it as effective as some of your best work. But then it is meant as a kind of brief sensation.

    • Mori Glaser says:

      Thank you Joe. I’m aware that this isn’t as strong as some of my other poems – as you say, it’s more about capturing a sensation that goes a little beyond the initial moment but doesn’t dig particularly deep.

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