Photography And Half-Thoughts By Mitchell Hegman

...because some of it is pretty and some of it is not.

Sunday, August 4, 2024

Partisan Thinking

 I see it clearly now.

Our truths are not the same.

Mine are soft and yielding.

Yours are hard as granite and immobile.

 

Take, also, how we approach the cherry tree.

I am at the roots, watering,

pulling weeds, nurturing.

You are pruning kinked branches that displease you

and misting poisons.

 

How we share a common history is beyond me,

as is the math that predicts where stars fall

and the circular laws governing the color of sunflowers.

 

As a child, I had a terrible nightmare

about a giant who suddenly began shattering the sky

with a sledgehammer.

I didn’t trust sleep after that.

 

And now you tell me

that you have a better way to grow peppers.

It occurs to me this may be where

our daily lives veer out of control.

—Mitchell Hegman

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