I wonder
I wonder, now the month is May
and so much shoots and sprigs
In lovely limes and lemon,
froths like meadowsweet In clouds
or clusters creeping, wisteria,
bee-buzz, butterflies
cuckoo on repeat, not yet the serin
nor the swallow swoop
but all the busy-ness of May’s marvels,
set in motion as the earth tilts, sun stretches
at light and lengthening of days.
14th May 2021, Hounoux
