Old field

This entry is part 61 of 91 in the series Toward Noon: 3verses

Most of the goldenrods still standing
at winter’s end are topped
by the empty habitations of wasps.

Dried half-pods of milkweed
cluster three to a stalk,
a Baroque superfluity of arch and wing.

From the woods, a drumming grouse
reminds me what real wings can do—
that accelerating heartbeat.

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  1. I really like this. Especially the last lines. I’m enjoying this whole series,by the way .

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    1. Oh, thank you. This particular example seems a big too big for the container (the tercets should really be quatrains) but I was hoping that wasn’t due to Baroque superfluities.

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