A Basket of Seasons

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Here at Spring’s thatched door,
the Warbler airs mesmerize.
Unsure where to sow…
in these slips of tangled hair,
costume jewels jammed in a drawer.

In simmering roux,
the packed grains roast in Summer;
a rust-sweated dew
uncts a hospice to sere leaves.

Beads unleash. Desert
trekking stones, gems streak the sleeves
of Autumn’s pappus.

Winter’s sogged verdure
frosts white, crochets the crocus.

 

 

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