May/June 2019 • Vol. XLI No. 3 Nature’s Nature |

Wasp

Corseted, dandle-legged, as cold comes on, you, isolato, bumble over this room, ziggurating blind-slats & bookshelves, dive-bombing the lampshade, falling flat, quiet, seeking . . . egress? — what? Having crept up from Jurassic myrrh through Vivaldi’s four seasons, I know you, parasitoid, will outlast my dread. But dread of what? Antisocial or lost, I love your company, as, today, my love hovered above my body, its ahhh of summer, autumn, a rogue coda.

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