Years ago I picked apples on kibbutz
early morning before the sun rose
we’d start picking and after a while
a break large perfect breakfast
best meal of the day
picked apples until noon and then we were free.
So many perfect apples on those trees.
I wrote a letter home saying Life Could Not
Be Better Than This wanted to stay
on kibbutz forever and maybe I could figure out a way
to continue the new simplicity. I didn’t know
nothing absolutely nothing
is simple. Even picking apples.