Late May Late Afternoon Sun

Late May Late Afternoon Sun

blue sky and sun.
I don’t think the tulips
missed you at all, and the lilacs
still wait

to bloom,
but the apple blossoms—
some are livid now, others red,

About John MacKenzie

I'll mumble for ya. Poetry, plus most things quantifiable: science, neuroscience, memory, epistemology, baseball. And so on.
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