in which the wisteria bloomed again

Each year an uninvited guest of night

possum pet

has been ungraciously knocking around

chomping the wisteria

before it could

be

 

We gave up.

 

A  random glance today

caught a panicle of mauve

unfurling like a bush orchid,

a miniature feather

of fluff

puffing up a pendant

along the fence.

 

Chorister and I gawked

to imagine huge vines of purple

scenting the air

again

 

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