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Bees On A Thistle — Image by kenne
To what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.
You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily.
I know what I know.
The sun is hot on my neck as I observe
The spikes of the crocus.
The smell of the earth is good.
It is apparent that there is no death.
But what does that signify?
Not only under ground are the brains of men
Eaten by maggots.
Life in itself
Is nothing,
An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.
It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,
April
Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
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The Two-tailed Swallowtail is Arizona’s State Butterfly — Image by kenne
“The adult butterfly (also commonly called two-tailed tiger swallowtail) has yellow
to orangish-yellow wings edged thickly with black. Each wing has 4 almost parallel stripes
(the innermost stripe is the longest, while the outermost two may simply be bars).
The hindmost part of each wing has a curved row of blue patches and below the blue
are several bars or spots of orange. Two tails extend from the rear of the hind wing,
with the innermost tail considerably shorter.”
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Black Swallowtail (08/29/14) — Images by kenne
year twenty-twenty
a year not soon forgotten
crawl on our bellies
— kenne
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Two-Tailed Swallowtail Butterfly — Image by kenne
Mt. Lemmon in August
At least once or twice a week
We escape the desert heat
Driving the twisting highway
Where saguaros and dried
Desert plants cover the landscape.
Monsoon rains have soaked
The mountains not making it
To the lower elevations where
False expectations continue
To drive our conversations.
With each mountain road turn
The vegetation changes, first
The oak-grassland followed by
The pine-oak woodlands, chaparral
And the pine forest biomes.
A world apart from the desert below
Enjoying the cool mountain air
Clouds begin moving almost
Without motion soon the wind
Blows through the tall ponderosas.
Yet how gentle it seems the hikers
Knowing everything was just
A moment unable to conceive
The skyline on the ridge broken
By a darkening sky about to rupture.
— kenne
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Bee On A Thistle — Image by kenne
Bee on a thistle
Digging for nature’s juices
Growing and changing.
— kenne
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Grunge Art by kenne
Let anyone that has
an eye for beauty
take a view of the thistle.
Its grace and symmetry
will but complement
a string of pearls near
her exposed cleavage
to which we share
music and a glass of wine.
— kenne
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Bee on Thistle Grunge Art by kenne
Roses are red,
violets are blue,
we need bees, and
bees need you!
— Friends of the Earth
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Grunge Art Butterfly (Two-tailed Swallowtail) by kenne
YELLOW
In the beginning, oh, long before that.
When light was deciding who should be in and who should be out of the spectrum.
Yellow was in trouble.
Even then it seems that green, you know how green can be, didn’t want yellow in.
Some silly primal envy I suppose, but for whatever cause, the effect was bad on yellow.
And caused yellow to weep yellow tears for several eternals, before there were years.
Until blue heard what was up between green and yellow and took green aside for a serious talk,
in which blue pointed out that if yellow and blue were to get together,
not that they would but if they did (a gentle threat),
they could make their own green.
“Ooh” said green with some understanding.
Naturally by a sudden change of hue green saw the light and yellow got in.
It worked out fine,
yellow got lemons and green got limes.
— transcribed from Ken Nordine’s jazz and word poem, Yellow
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“Clear for Landing” — Image by kenne
Lured by her color,
the bee prepares for landing
crying purple tears.
— kenne
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Thistle (Sabino Canyon, March 17, 2016) — Image by kenne
I like to think
a thistle is an educated weed
that likes growing
where people want something else.
— kenne
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Two-tailed Swallowtail, Just Grunge ‘n’ — Grunge Composition by kenne
You might cross your burning deserts
You might walk your path alone
And a sudden storm may blind you
Shake your spirit to the bone
Seeking shelter for a weary heart
A place to rest, a place to hide
Then somewhere down your troubled road
You find a place where love abides
— from “Love Abides” by Tom Russell
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Bumblebee On a Thistle — Compositions by kenne
Photography
is all about light,
composition and,
most importantly,
emotion.
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Thistle and Bees — Images by kenne
Your beauty will fade
A time nature determines
Never in my eyes.
— kenne
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No competition here!
What are all you guys doing here? — Images by kenne
And now you ask in your heart,
“How shall we distinguish that which is good in pleasure from that which is not good?”
Go to your fields and your gardens, and you shall learn that it is the pleasure of the bee to gather honey of the flower,
But it is also the pleasure of the flower to yield its honey to the bee.
For to the bee a flower is a fountain of life,
And to the flower a bee is a messenger of love,
And to both, bee and flower, the giving and the receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy.
People of Orphalese, be in your pleasures like the flowers and the bees.
Extract from Kahlil Gibran’s The Prophet
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Arizona Thistle (Cirsium arizonicum) — Images by kenne
This flower is loved by hummingbirds.
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Becoming is Superior to Being 