Friday, July 10, 2009

Bean

In time-lapse,
our flowering bean pokes
narrow helicopter blades
through the earth
and looms suddenly
lush and curling overhead.

We watch her
budding love affair
with the sun, sped up, trembling.
She opens
like a smile when he
touches her, unfurls her fruit,

and shrivels
when he pulls away.
Days rotate in seconds. We
are amazed
that such a simple
dance could keep the world turning.

1 comment:

Christopher Bibby said...

That is an incredible poem.