Blue morning glory
against the sky, whale stars
Julie dreams, Hola cuervos!
We pass the thin cows
and talk of tequila and cordón cactus
and blue whale blossoms xxxx
hanging clusters like anenomes of the sea
I was way low not sure
something looks like blue vultures
standing as dead as roadkill
to see a cardinal in this desert
is like riding a red blooming from opuntia
but this flower flies from bush to bush
an odd ritual of spring on the wing
and trees in full bloom.
December 2, 1985
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