In the last minute of the world

a daylily is opening beside tomorrow’s bud.

A robin tends her two hungry nestlings.

The sun emerges from behind a cloud.

Peppermint, thyme and sage lose their perfume.

Standing outside in pairs, people are crying.

 

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