DAYS OF 20 PIES
We would drive to farms and orchards.
We wore masks.
We listened to music
but we were without music ourselves.
These were the days of the temperatures
and burning trees
and plenty smoke
and we made pies.
Two stick double crusted pies.
Rhubarb, sweet cherry, sour cherry, blackberry,
blueberry—and from sunshine itself,
peach—I remember this--
there were 5 peach pies.
We quit counting at 20.
We were grieving and we made pies.
Jim Bodeen
14-15 August 2021
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