Our New York Kentucky Coffee Tree
I came across a gift the other evening, among the discards and the wannabes,
My #2 New York Kentucky Coffee tree, with pods for the very first time.
Cool to the touch, leaves as soft as a kitten,
Powder on the underside, sleek and satin on the top.
Translucent in the pale evening.
Cool to the touch, leaves as soft as a kitten,
Powder on the underside, sleek and satin on the top.
Translucent in the pale evening.
Swirling and singing, each leaf an instrument, weaving up a fractal symphony.
An instrument of the wind, certain in the late afternoon.
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so beautiful a sentence I tear up
–M