The pundits seemed less dramatic,
red wine in hand, asleep before
the results were in. A man hopes
for the best, that the heifers we gather
and process this morning, act
like good children, try to get along—
that we heed what Xiangmei suggested
in Elko, this country needs a lot of healing.
‘Seed Queen’ on the other side of the Sierras,
she has a green thumb, nurtures growth.
I look to the sky for patience, for thin clouds
thickening into rain enough to start the seed.
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