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Breathless blossom hurries through April

Barren lichened arms inflate

like the inverted down of an arctic coat

with a delicious trace of cyanide on the breeze

A frozen dawn

Scillas came and are gone

Buzzing aeroplanes

warming afternoon photon skin soaked

I pull, seedy green heads hanging,

to halt their epidemic.

Dandy lions are bullying the grass skywards

to the freshly red painted cylinder blades.

Subtle hints, searching scents

Like the nose of a wine

remembering the season of swelling grapes

An incomprehensible immensity

is gathered and rising