Mothers' Day 2009

the honeylocusts
cast off their pods
months ago, and the maples,
weeks ago finished sending
their red bunches of hope
to the ground, to the air;
the honeybees and the bumblebees
now visit every delicate door,
giving and receiving:
they know just what to bring,
as a happy greeting,
to a bunch of flowers --
new life --
and the remnants of last fall,
the fallen, all,
lie quietly,
providing warm food
for all that will follow;
this orbit, this solemn ellipse,
has its own rhythm,
has its own eclipse:
mothers,
and children,
reunited.



May 10, 2009.

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