April 7

    Meaning Making Machines

Let’s not cede ground to the poets
and say instead that the ditch digger
figures his work deepens our scent
and sense too of the earth. And then
admit he knows it better. The cadet,
the architect, line worker, beekeeper,
all guess their good works cement
the arrowing laughter of children
who babble along with no smidge
of effort, without wiping the dirt
from their hands and face. Mothers
struggle to understand language
made new. Strangers seek meaning.
What no one knows keeps us digging.



A day is not done, until it's filled with words.

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