Saturday, April 19, 2014

5266. WITH THE INTENSITY OF A BOWER

WITH THE INTENSITY 
OF A BOWER
The man in the crinkled suit steps forth, today
is his first day of Spring. At the same time, I see
the Spring's first bumblebee flying around : a
stumbling flying, as if amazed, having just
awakened to a bright new world. Trees and 
bowers. The shadows of the springs and coves.
This broad and sunny field is the bee's first
exposure. I look for it, just to wish it well.

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