Goddess Topia,
first of all round trees,
was beloved farther than time flung seeds.
Atop ladders, the master gardeners hand-snipped
and shaped leaves and twigs,
while chit-chatting about
a recipe to make rose petal beads
that won’t turn black,
how to keep melon balls from melting
and whatever else mattered at the moment.
The silence of Goddess Topia
was like blank strips of bark
awaiting to be written on.
Her rotund and buxom bush
swayed in the breeze
while leaves and twigs
entwined orotund.
C. Albert is based in Seattle, Washington she is our resident artist and we are pleased to welcome her back after a long break. She can be contacted through inksweatandtears@aol.com.