Urban Meadow

“Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers in it.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I see you near my elbow; I recognize

that drop waist and slow and steady

flight intent on finding some puff

of pollen, a trace of nectar,

and I dare edge near enough

to snap your picture as you land —

no sting for me as I sit still

and unafraid; you don’t wish to harm

any more than I care for the shock

my allergies to you would bring.

You are content enough to let me be,

and I am privileged to share a moment

in this tiny urban meadow

enjoying the necessary

beauty of blooms

quietly together.

—C.L. Fisher, June 2020

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