October 12.20: Coping

A driven, fevered

bee be he,

zigging, zagging

drunkenly;

mead of autumn,

sweet and heady,

makes his skinny legs

unsteady,

wobbily resolved

in year’s decline

to buzz each flower

an Auld Lang Syne.

 

 

Connections: September 15.16

Gardeners’ January

looking back, looking ahead

today’s garden fades

imagine next year’s instead

noting wilt and curl

in universal sigh

hearing Auld Lang Syne

in cicada lullaby.

More thanks to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.

Connections