Brussel Sprouts
only time I ever saw you
in your element
you took my breath away
not that you did anything
it was the place, your space
acres and acres absorbing
light, salt-drench air, and our
view, you there on that coastal
stretch of cliff and shore as
we drove that highway north
yet when I see you offered
on the silver tray today
I know from past experience
you will be bitter in my mouth
despite your vibrant path
Jane Penland Hoover
November 23, 2011
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