I wrote this poem whilst exploring a historical site in Toronto last weekend. I felt enraptured and seduced by the beauty of summer…
Green tapestry, weaved into dirt so dry,
Offset from blue that’s cast across the sky,
A little worry trembles with a bee,
And then subsides, as pollinated plants,
Produce a nectar sweeter than a dream.
(Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, Toronto, 2016)