the way a bee threads an ache:
one wispy filament sent out
to bind what cannot be kept
or held— yellow the color
that burst from the stamen
in a flower cup, dream
or memory of a robe
and its dyed indigo,
cupped from a stream.
[LAG-other-response date=”06 09 2014″ url=”https://www.vianegativa.us/2014/06/homesick/” title=”Via Negativa: Homesick”]