Garden

the apamate trees remind you of Emily Dickinson's
garden in Amherst, the types of trees kept there
by the museum, we didn't enter the house that
afternoon, only walked in the garden, like peasants
or travelers, the car went there and back w/ out us
the garden is quietest green for hours with fog
part of it is, one thinks, the landscape those are
Massachusetts stanzas in their anywhere trees
dawn makes it glacial, reading a novel as plot bound