a body clearing California grass

turn your head and it will grow again

messy slow carving into plastic pipes

the new pōhaku

piling mangrove for burning

to keep it from sprouting again.

smoke signals across the fish pond.

while egrets stand on construction equipment waiting for broken soil

in search for lonely ‘apu awa native grasses

who know the waters here

let them recruit,

make keiki,

build a living nursery.

Water’s refrain is a daily practice of wet weaves.