Returning to Seed

The okra in my field had opened its flower in the first light of morning.

I wrote this after Marco Secchi and I found each other here on Substack. He mentioned his love of the land and of real, traditional farming, and it stayed with me. So I wanted to share something from my own fields in Japan. — Yoshihiro

A pale yellow flower, soft as silk. It closes within a day. The pod comes after that, and what we eat comes later still.…