Live as the Tomatillo Reaches for Life on a Hot July Day
A three-month-old tomatillo, branches thickening,
bursting forth like firm poles
filled with fruit and flower—
how it rises underneath the lemon tree,
set on pulling itself toward the canopy
straight to sun—it sends out fragrance
meant to fill its flowers with bees and butterflies,
bends itself until it’s squat set
to take all summer can give, pull heat, light
into its body—an electric stirring towards life.
—From Points in the Network, an unpublished poetry manuscript by Gabrielle Myers. Find the author’s published works, Hive-Mind and Too Many Seeds, at gabriellemyers.com