Tomato Plants in Late June

Tomato plants in late June

don’t smell like anything

except

tomato plants in late June.

Singular unto themselves

their redolence subsists.

.

If someday

I returned to Earth

from a thousand-year, interstellar voyage,

the smell of tomato plants in late June

would re-acclimate me to life on Earth

in a moment.

If I was tortured and warped

by the deep magic

of an enchanted ring

under a mountain

for an age and a half,

the smell of tomato plants in late June

would restore me

as a son of Adam

once again.

.

Tomato plants in late June

smell exactly like

exactly nothing else in the world.

But—even so,

they embody the unevincible.

They incarnate the intangible,

the impalpable,

the incorrigible—

all the best parts

of the best part of summer:

.

Tomato plants in late June

are the shaded side of the house

in the exhalation

of a summer evening.

They are a snort of vitality

shocked with electric latency.

There isn’t anything in the world quite like

—and the world would

hardly be anything without—

the smell of tomato plants in late June.

June 23, 2020

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