Just today, in the garden,
I found dozens of dark blue
McHugh Blue potatoes,
hard and small, their
delicious fists hiding
in the cool soil.
How wonderful the world is
if you just dig a little.
All those things you planted,
they show up, even though
everything around them
looks dead.
Don’t be in a hurry,
the woman said,
and I realized
I was wishing away
these difficult days.
Imagine how patient
the ground.