Dawn comes edged; sparrows wrangle;
The cardinal blossoms bleed;
Along the sucking marshes dangle
Blue spikes of the pickerel weed.

Jewel weed in the ditches
Washes silver; Spider Spouse
Delicately yanks and hitches
Glitter to her dingy house.

Spotted orange butterflies
Tipple; and the dipping bees
Loot the thistle: and their thighs
Glow with brilliant burglaries.

Wasps suck out their last, unravel
Cell by cell: and I know
The melancholy road to travel
Strains beneath my feet … I go.