Post 231:banana leaves, ant, crumb, afternoon sun

by Carol Bass

SOMEWHERE OUT IN THE MARSH

Mama called late afternoon “technicolor time”

the banana tree shimmered
as the day darkened
patches of blazing yellow
jumped from leaf to leaf

nearby, on the back deck, an ant tussled with a crumb

when he came to the crevice where the floor boards met
he would  hurl the crumb into the crack
swing his hind legs up to next board
travel backwards a few steps, turn around, resume speed

on and on for about 15 feet, miles to him,
he walked
finally disappearing off the deck into the leaves

what miracles were down Toogoodoo Road
I could only wonder

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