Oddments

In search of story


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Connections: April 25.18

The tulips languish, sodden,

(those not by rabbit eaten)

jonquils merely leaf

cold-weary, winter-beaten.

A miser’s hand apportions

the flowering of this spring

there’s scant delight in the meadow

and nary a daffy-down-dilling.

But from windless cozy house

a trumpeting four-in-one

sings out to the colorless garden:

“I’ll show you how it’s done!”

It quadruple megaphones

“You can be like me, yay, verily!”

the concerted garden response

comes back somewhat raspberrily.

 

 

With thanks and apologies to Shakespeare.

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Connections: April 23.18

“Seek and ye shall find”

applies in wintry spring

seeking signs of life

yet finding not a thing —

and then low-growing star

of lavenderish-blue

evokes a constellation

glitteringly new.

 

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