My mother saw the green tree toad


My mother saw the green tree toad
on the window sill
her first one
since she was young.
We saw it breathe

and swell up round.
My youth is no sure sign
I'll find this kind of thing
tho it does sing.
Let's take it in

I said so grandmother can see
but she could not
it changed to brown
and town
changed us, too.


Lorine Niedecker, Collected Works, ed. Jenny Penberthy, University of California Press, 2002.