A single hot afternoon toiling in my garden underscores science findings that time
has weight and is an aspect of gravity — with special fondness of attaching itself
to large masses.
Like, forever to the bottom of my shovel and hoe.
Timothy Pilgrim, a Pacific Northwest poet living in Bellingham, Wash, and 2018 Pushcart Prize nominee, has over five hundred acceptances from journals such as Seattle Review, Santa Anna River Review, Windsor Review, San Pedro River Review, Hobart, Sleet Magazine, and Toasted Cheese. He is the author of Mapping water (2016) and Seduced by metaphor (2021).