Vlad Pediatrics, Cortland, Ohio, United States
Photo journalistLike patio umbrellas our green tomatoes shade
these babies, six bunnies dressed in furry snowsuits.
God tells a joke in July and quickly, you must run
for your camera. It’s just this way living out of town,
wanting a mess of fried green tomatoes for supper
(your grown daughter’s favorite). Remember when
her small feet found those bees? And now, you stumble
on a new family moved into your garden overnight,
their mother’s gone to market after hours of labor,
her sweeping out years of someone else’s dirt,
assigning beds inside the bunker,
and it’s hard work getting six kids
down for a nap. She’s earned her cup of coffee,
her sweet moment of rest after unloading all these boxes.
But see how the curtains fold back, and she’s propped
her kitchen door wide? Kneeling, peeping through leaves,
pressing your face against the nursery window,
you feel like a hospital cleaning lady.
Soon, day turn nurses will return from lunch,
and isn’t it a little like sin to photograph newborns?
Faces down, butts stuck high in the air, they cuddle together
struggle to stay warm. Don’t be such a wuss,
you tell yourself, this is not to sell—not even one copy—
no profit here, but today, maybe God wants you to understand
juxtaposition. He asks you to show a moving story,
not the one about a bush burning, something easier,
a parable about hunger and blindness,
how any life we find can make us full.
The garden in winter
Row upon row
cover our garden.
the maple’s shadow
drifts behind them.
the man lifts a boy
something rare and precious,
Shoveling nine steps,
With great effort
In cold white sand
to his friend.
you’re out too far;
and I’m too winded to swim.
Across our living room,
JEANNE BRYNER, RN, BA, was born in Appalachia and grew up in Newton Falls, Ohio. A registered nurse, she is a graduate of Trumbull Memorial’s School of Nursing and Kent State University’s Honors College. She has received writing fellowships from Bucknell University, the Ohio Arts Council (’97, 07), and Vermont Studio Center. Her poetry has been adapted for the stage and performed in Ohio, West Virginia, New York, Kentucky, and Edinburgh, Scotland. She has produced a play, Foxglove Canyon, and her books in print are Breathless, Blind Horse: Poems, Eclipse: Stories, No Matter How Many Windows, Tenderly Lift Me: Nurses Honored, Celebrated and Remembered and SMOKE: Poems, published by Bottom Dog Press. SMOKE: Poems received one of the 2012 American Journal Book of the Year Awards and Foxglove Canyon is being remounted for the North American Network on Aging Studies working retreat at Hiram College in Hiram, Ohio. She is currently working on a new manuscript, KILLDEER, from which these poems were selected.