Over a passing truck
Blinks a traffic light:
Baubled red, then green
Gold twines on twin arms
And sitting like a jewel
Upon the apex
A perfect pearl moon
Tag: city
Urban Ice Age
A hush of green amidst the noise
Rectangular symmetry decayed and reclaimed
Back to the curling vines and fingered leaves
That the first man must have wept to see
When the long winter ended
RED GLADIOLA 