poetry

fireweed phenology

fireweed phenology

I don’t know
how two long ladders
of fireweed blossoms
could open all at once

I’m not sure
which is more alarming –
all that unfolding
in a single day

or the chance that yesterday
I failed to notice
the buds’ seams had begun to split
spilling all that fuchsia
into July sun

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