Solstice Lament
A leaf, flower,
blue egg
blossom in brief—
short season of thaw
before heads scurry
in holes.
For now, irony—
gaining inches of darkness
while days shimmer
in verdurous splendor,
efflorescent interval.
Light soon dissolves—
night spreads
slithering wings.
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6/20/20
Prasanta