The neighbors cut down
the ash that did not know
whether it was a tree or a bush.
Privacy screens once in shade
where nothing would grow
now bathed in light.
Opening up the space
around them to sunlight
that now pours through.
We went out and bought
three varieties of grapes with
visions of vines heavy with fruit.
A January promise of tart jellies
red and purple with just a touch
of sugar for filling waffle spaces.
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