" In the Tumult "
by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán
In the tumult
unlike anything
within dozens
of others
just happening
to be running
while clearing
long-angled
stray blades
of grass
strenuously kicking
weed seeds into green fields
for burbling bobolinks
wings fluttering rapidly
enduring rowdy
remarkability
by nonchalantly
reappearing
like ubiquitously
foolhardy harvestings
featuring fretfully
promising upheavals...
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