Lily and Spider
tarweed, bindweed, shorn plots of grass,
they know nothing of the nine blossoms on the hill,
gold and purple crowns
of the mariposa lily.
they do not know
the secret name of the chalky spider
poised like a cross inside the fifth lily.
guardian pure as pearl,
a navel in a tiara,
portrayal both pentacle and christ.
this sacred vigil
mates with the corollan curves
to dance a spell, a whirl, a flourish
through the texts and bends of things.
don’t ask pesticides and ragweed to explain.
they haven’t watched ravens
soar to make love in a moebius strip;
or seen the coupled butterflies, festivals of sylphs,
twine in purple yaw to ascend in a helix.
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10/3/24 eds.
"corrolan" sounds better than "corrolate"
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