Surging into summer, the first bright harbingers
of spring begin to fade, their optimistic colours awash
in the brightening sun. Purple streaking into white radiating
from the tulip's sex, anthers cluster close to the central
pistil, dust,
like ashes, shedding to the fading petals. Black pigment the
remnants of words
penned in blossom, words written in the wind, now evaporated like the mist of dawn.
penned in blossom, words written in the wind, now evaporated like the mist of dawn.
Photos by Ewa Monika Zebrowski
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