This city park is as green and lush as our planet is red and arid
especially now that it’s what they call “spring.”
Four-legged creatures covered in fur lead some of these humans on long strings,
stopping every so often.
Structures made of stone rise high above what I heard them call trees,
and I sit in cool, damp grass trying to understand
why some seem to move fast,
some slowly push a wheeled basket containing a miniature them
and others just sit and watch
as I do.
And everywhere throughout this centralized green
under trees, atop rocks, in wide-open spaces,
everywhere tall green reeds are topped
by brilliant, yellow starbursts.