by Louise Berliner, from the chapbook Refuge:

Catalpa speciosa, you’re oh so…

                climbed to recline
                        on the couch of your
                                mossed geometry
                        time travelling the spine of you
                                         to nest
                                    in your petticoats
        amidst honeyhappy bombardiers
                and the hummhumm propellers
                        in a sweetsoup surround
                                                        cheek fell to bark
                                                                        a precarious drowse
                                    all think banished

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