Wearing its cardinal cap, antennae
alert, pallid wings steady as a sail
or scone, it clasps and faces silk display
of flower – filaments and anthers pale
and protruding like scrawny legs and feet,
slender petals pretending wings. Small mouth,
leaning stigma seem to kiss. Can this sweet
plant offer miracle cures for our moth
as it does for us? Stifle infection?
Ease asthma? Quell a cough? Or stimulate
circulation? Why not? On reflection,
let’s recall we consist of the same state:
dark energy, dark matter, atoms. See
how they pose in delicate symmetry?
Roger Armbrust
August 9, 2016
