Enchantment

PJ HASE


I have known the curious enchantment of cherry blossoms

Sailing ‘round our cheeks, mystery of silk worms floating below branches,

The community of sneakers; muddied, velcro-tight,

Pride in verdant stains on white, sales rack t-shirts,

A map of candy-hued states, beaten tetherball,

Rain-ruined remains of hopscotch, entropy

Of woodchips scattered to the fence, disappointment

In monkey bars elevated twelve inches too high.

And I have touched the triple-dog dare of

Blackberry thorns, dirt bedded under my nails,

Gravel biting into my knees from the

Fall, trumped by the handful of plucked sycamore leaves

Green and broad as the gummy pink of our smiles.

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