rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Delays

A single acorn woodpecker, drilling, releases an echo which had lurked in the utility pole. A single thrush sings. A single squirrel crosses the street, undulant gray on static gray, darting and pausing, leaving a series of airy tildes that change the pronunciation of the day. The day, too, is gray, a steely but rainless sky shadowing the word, keeping all lesser shadows at bay. Spring this year has been like that squirrel, proceeding in darts and pauses, eager but wary.

The gladiolus blossoms have come and gone, leaving only the dense clumps of spiky, green leaves rising amid the flowers of later-blooming plants. But for a handful of white petals beginning to wither toward brown, the lily patch too is now a mass of spiky green leaves. Its flowers arrived a few at a time, greeting the sunny days only to be pelted by the following rain and snow and withered by the cold.

Even th emergence of the dogwood blossoms and the mulberry leaves has occurred as a series of events, darts and pauses, so that the landscape has seemed to be unchanged for days on end, caught in some enchantment by which I have been unaffected, leaving me to observe the fitful passage of the season as though leafing through a stack of old photographs which captured scenes I might have seen once, long ago, but can't identify.




Also: Never heard of him.
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