everybody’s making holes
the chicks scratch through their litter
only to find yesterday’s news beneath
the flickers peck the earth for ants
and enlarge their home in the alder
my nephew’s son cries out
when every hole in the bath fills up
I dig post-holes for the new fence
and little divots in a row for peas
and tiny needle-holes
across the sheer fabric of a summer dress
and my heart dissolves
in the space between your coming and going
Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 21, Issue 1.
Sherry Rind is the author of four collections of poetry and editor of two books about Airedale terriers. She has received awards from the National Endowment for the Arts, Anhinga Press, Artist Trust, Seattle Arts Commission, and King County Arts Commission. Her poems have appeared recently in Cloudbank, Marathon Literary Review, Crosswinds, Weatherbeaten, Shark Reef Review, and others.
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