Poem of the Week–Transformation


Mere pollen
Gold dust in the eye
Tranforms all
And all is golden, gilded, shining:
First dawn
Harvest fields
Light of late afternoon
Sunset through clouds
And moon’s first beam
Stars against night sky
Gold of dreams:

Gold dust in the eye.

–Dan Verner

(Based on a phrase in a message from a  friend referring to pollen as “gold dust in the eye.”)

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