Almost Underground

is where my office is, beside
a big picture window in a daylight basement.

Almost underground
hidden in the rhododendron jungle
between the building and the garage

we see a slice of sky
in a concrete sandwich
seasoned with bird flight.

In a season of lowering light
the air’s full of bad news
and hope feels distant—

almost underground.

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