Garden Through a Magnifying Glass

James Berger

Hemipterous insect with air where its wings should be –
Some other
Has them as a mantel trophy;

It crawls down the stem of its one flower, looking
For abnormalities
In its delicate ecosystem life
But finds the surface smooth, though slightly speckled
From rainwater,

It reaches the bottom of the stem,
But realises it’s perfectly happy where it is,
On its own flower – on account of
Its stamen fortress, its stigma company,

That, and its inherent sense of survival
Tells it to be.

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