comfrey is alive this morning
bell-shaped flowers are wobbling
bees in busy birth-like clusters.
after life nuzzles in and out of dainty snouts
seem an endless source of sustenance
the yellow-dusted carriers.
fall they swooned in shock, lay down
dark lance leaves and all but said farewell
the transplanting. Cadaverous they lay
I took them at their desiccated word
goners. Now they're running April riot
an army at the border
summoned a fleet of buzzing
to spread the loot once ravaged.
Judith Bowles is Ohio-born, Duke-educated, New York-leavened, and Washingtonian by nature. She earned her MFA from American University in short fiction where she has taught creative writing. She writes after having taken a sabbatical from writing during eight years in Philadelphia where she studied horticulture.