Summer House: Grass



They say grass is simple,
those who look without looking.

A monocot
the lines flow
in parallel

leading together
toward the inflorescence

Have you seen
a grass flower?
the dancing stamens
the twirling anthers

And the roots
in fibrous swirls

From grain
from baskets
from the base
of every village

The world rests on grass.

They say grass is simple,
like me.

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