Seasons Beget

turned

a college

corner and first saw Spring,

lavender kindling petals

unbundling a soothed blaze;

trunk and limbs, statuesque bark, dark and earthed turning days of weeks, all full-greened bed of coals; she sitting beside, after a first bud blossom rustled stone steps, long side of the quad, a moment

then days and headlong summer summers and summer