Brigitte Goetze

Wild Fruit


I had been trellised as a sapling,
pruned severely, tied to the right
angles of a cross.

I learned to grow around it.

Now—in the third part of my life—
new shoots, wild and vigorous,
push up from the root stock.

There had been buds just below the graft.

I do not know which will develop
into maturity. Nature pares
her own exuberance.

So be it.

—Brigitte Goetze

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