An incredible year for blossoms…
Pines are flowering.
The air is thick as resin,
Sweet as pine syrup.
(26/05/23)
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Clear, bright night…
Moon and tide are full,
The woods closes on itself.
Night’s coffers brimming.
(19/05/23)
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Still cool, but the winter is definitely over…
Trees are embodied.
The woods closes on itself.
It’s all green again.
(12/05/23)
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Not the perfect May..
Blackbird’s liquid song
drowned out by whispering rain.
And bud-bursting trees.
(05/05/23)