Night Gardener | Sojourners

Night Gardener

A poem

Sarajevo, 1995

I dream now of potatoes—
white, russet, red.
Sentinel potatoes, like Argus,
with eyes everywhere;
watching the dead underground
in the cemetery,
in the stadium,
in the streetcar turnaround.

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Sojourners Magazine September-October 1996
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