The Pond Builder

The Pond Builder

A legacy is

wood ducks, willows, and bubba,

a giant beast who boys tried 

to catch fishing on the 

red clay core, clay stripped and packed

tight by some man on a dozer.

He laid this rusted riser,

checking heights with transit

and rod. He closed the valve

waited for rain and hoped to God 

the pond would hold—maybe 

for ducks and boys, but mostly 

for his name among 

those who build

and understand what holds water.


Some Farm Ponds We Built When I Worked for Soil and Water Conservation

MERE CHICKENS

Who knew

she’d take to chickens

like she did— 

mere chickens?

(Oh, to hear her unabashed calls

“Chickens! chick, 

chick, chick—ons!”

to see her care for them 

and them, apparently, for her,

and to know even the old rooster

respects her).