Rice On the Road

We walk along wet
roadside picturing the new
sunlight on rice farms,

fathers and hardwork.
Barefeet turn drying rice
as trucks beep confused

alarm at the white
woman and small brown boy out
in unsheltered heat.

Flood water rushes
through our pictures, seeing all
green and green and green

until three heads stand
staring (like the trucks) then smile.
Hands saying hello.

Wandering the provincial highway in the afternoon, we chatted with rice growers and their kids. Note the broom made from tree leaves.