Monday, May 30, 2011

Tadpoles in Tire Rut

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

Five hundred eighty seven
American toad tadpoles,
Anaxyrus americanus,
black as pupils,
swim the shallows
of a tire rut.

Not a single limb bud
promises an impending hop.

The Sun knows this.

I imagine many would scoff
at the foolishness
of the two pudgy, wart-covered
night lovers who swooned
and spawned here
under a naked Moon.


No. Not me.

I kneel, a student.

Only true masters
have the capacity to
put such faith
in the ephemeral.

© 2011-2013/Jamie K. Reaser
Published in "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life" (

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