Against Lawn

By Grace Bauer Grace Bauer
The midnight streetlight illuminating
the white of clover assures me

I am right not to manicure
my patch of grass into a dull

carpet of uniform green, but
to allow whatever will to take over.

Somewhere in that lace lies luck,
though I may never swoop down

to find it. Three, too, is
an auspicious number. And this seeing

a reminder to avoid too much taming
of what, even here, wants to be wild.

Reprinted from the literary journal, Lake Effect, Volume 8, Spring 2004 by permission of the author. Copyright © 2004 by Grace Bauer, whose new book, Beholding Eye, is forthcoming from Wordtech Communications in 2006.

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Grace Bauer was born and raised in Pennsylvania, but has lived in New Orleans, Montana, Virginia, and Massachusetts. Bauer earned a BA in journalism from Temple University and an MFA in poetry from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst.
Her full-length collections of poetry include The Women at The Well (1996), Beholding Eye (2006), and Retreats and Recognitions (2007). Her work has been published in numerous anthologies . . .

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