Picking
crookneck squash
I am sure

no mistake
is beyond me.
I am making

history in the green
exacting plenitude
of sphagnum and Voltaire.

I pick things up
that walk slowly.
Box

turtle, ironwood
beetle sunning
on granite.

No touching
the cabbage butter-
fly, clearly no touching

its blind white geometry
in a field
dense with cucumber leaves.

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