I.
A line of cyclists
in early fall’s sharp light—bees
seeking late honey.
II.
A line of cyclists
in early fall’s fading light—
they hum along while
the sun slowly sinks, shadows
stretch—bees seeking late honey.
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1 comment:
This evokes so clearly for me the soft contenting and soul-warming chill of an Autumn's evening bike ride. Thank you for sharing it :-)
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