While Weeding
Pia Taavila-Borsheim

While Weeding

A dandelion’s fluff scatters, its seed bolls lifted in wind,
their destinations unknown and rocky, most like.

My neighbor calls again, her words repetitive, aimless
sleepwalker talk, heedless of its rambling ways.

Shall I call a doctor or her son? Who knows which way
our failing bodies will plunge: the long trajectory

or an imminent demise? I wonder how my frame will
fare, what meanderings my mind will undergo.

Will I linger, or will I derail at a sudden stop,
a stalk of grass beneath the mower’s blade?

I watch one pod float along, its cloud aloft,
its last ascent drifting before the fall, its pointed

aril poised to rake the soil. I wish it safe landing,
that its roots grow deep, its leaves jagged.

Pia Taavila-Borsheim

lives in Fredericksburg, Virginia, and teaches literature and creative writing at Gallaudet University in Washington, DC. She is author of Moon on the Meadow: Collected Poems 1977-2007 (Gallaudet University Press), Two Winters (Finishing Line Press), and the forthcoming Mother Mail (Hermeneutic Chaos Press).