had to come first
merely as a means
of running up against death
and being overcome by winter
it was the bees who thought of the seed
a container in which a secret life
could escape death’s notice
by assuming the appearance of death
who is such a brilliant materialist
I mean the whole idea of snow
when ice was already amazing
filled as it is with the stillness of death
laying down all the forms of flowers
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