
Summer in the south
Christmas and new year parties
even the bees feast

Summer in the south
Christmas and new year parties
even the bees feast

Handcuffed together
hydrangea in summertime,
there are no loopholes

I wake to a glow
alien pink filters in
my window at five

Tiny Christmas lights
bringing joy to street corners
Pōhutukawa.

“Branches” seems surplus;
limbs of giant ancient trees,
cutting “arms” sounds bad.