Cattails
That long shrill, trill of joy,
red-winged blackbirds
perched on copper cattails
Once you mailed me cattails
in a long brown box.
I sprayed them so they wouldn’t burst.
But of course, they did.
Isn't that the way with beauty?
Things I love
and try to hold too long?
The cattails gleam like candles in low light
The birds soar off toward the setting sun.
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