What would happen
if there were a terrific shortage of goldenrod
in the world
and I put my foot outside this house
to walk in my garden and show city visitors
my two lovely rosebushes
and three remarkable goldenrod plants
that were doing well this year
I would say: Look!
how on each of several sprigs
there are two three dozen tiny stems
and on each stem three four tiny golden
flowers petals stamen pistil and the pollen
which bees love
but insufficiently
otherwise
can you imagine the fields
on rainy days in August brass
streaking the lodged hay heads
dull brass in the rain
and under the hot sun
the golden flowers
floating gold dust in August fields
for miles and miles