6/29/10 – poem, cherry tree

The neighbor’s cherry tree from behind their stockade fence reaches out over our front walk. My neighborhood is filled with thousands of refugees from around the world.
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columbian kids
or burmese boys
somali girls in purple niqabs
will wander onto the lawn
jump stretch groan
grabbing for cherries
all of us from everywhere
want them
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7 responses to “6/29/10 – poem, cherry tree

  1. So well said…loved it:)

  2. such a simple truth… and yet, we are usually oblivious or ignorant of these…
    Thank you for reminding… a very pleasant poem…

  3. me too!
    reminds me of watching laotian kids scaling the ornamental crab apples bordering a neighborhood street. Large fruit no one else even noticed.

    • Honestly, I didn’t realize they were edible cherries until two years ago when some Burmese boys were pulling branches and plucking them – I had never seen anyone else pick them before.

  4. that makes for a wonderful scene lawrence… the beauty of a flowering cherry tree is something to behold… and then comes the tasty treats.. i don’t know who likes them more the birds or us….

  5. Those last three lines are a perfect haiku. 🙂

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