New arrivals steam forward
A first, pink baby
A tall, skinny mushroom
A sunset, warm and free
A Flicker with a red ribbon behind his head
Everything and everyone balances atop cold temperatures whilst
Dreaming of campfires, fresh neon grass, midnight feedings, swaying trees in earnest breezes
I can hear the leaves even though I cannot remember what they look like
Red iridescence will turn them out, but when?
When will we realize the pop of effervescent summer?
Will it come quietly in the middle of the night, or
Slap us in the face—already a week in?
(Dedicated to Lyssie this March)
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