Desert Chicory and Bees — Images by kenne
These first days of summer are like the pail
of blueberries that we poured out together
into the iron sink in the basement—
a brightness unleashed and spilling over
with tiny bell-shaped flowers, the windows
opened and the shrubs overwhelming the house
like the memory of a forgotten country, Nature,
with its wandering migrations and hanging borders,
its thickets, woodlands, bee-humming meadows . . .
— from “Summer Surprised Us” by Edward Hirsh
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