I Harvested Death from my Garden Today

As part of our Out of Grief Comes Art series, I want to share the photo essay from our friend Marit Krueger.  Although these photographs were taken in fall 2018, their images showcase how life becomes death in order to be reborn.

I Harvested Death from my Garden Today by Marit Krueger

Gathered her in handfuls;

Yanked and pulled and cut her down;

Dragging her off to the final burn;

Rid of her for good.

But

I was stopped by her beauty.

Halted in my tracks;

Startled by the promise;

I could see it, mocking me;

Next year’s life in this year’s death;

How can that be?

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