about some beans

Green beans grow well in late August,
especially those flat ones-
those pole beans my dad loves,
creeping daylight by dew fall up
vinyl siding with their bush of green
vines, tendrils, twisty and leaves full.

My dad eats the beans
standing in the garden soil,
plucking each backpack from the plant
one at a time, checking under each leaf
dangling from the metal pipe,
but I’m convinced it’s too late;

when the beans bulge out
in circular sacs and the skin
gets chewy when steamed,
my sister won’t eat them.
I like those beans, I think,
even if they’ve grown too much.


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