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                           that which there is no greater
                                     – “Flying Cowboys”

A yellow pincushion dances outside
my macro lens, unsteady gusts
I can’t follow closely, can’t keep up

on my knees. But I know what I want
and hope for something better
than what I see, let the aperture

find bokeh and focus for a fraction
of a second saved for another time
when I need to escape the news—

lose myself, and be this flower
wild and hearty in sandy ground
that grows poor feed for cattle.

Low downcanyon, all shades
of gray after-rain clouds, convoys
of cumulus trailing the storm from west

to east wanting to be thunderheads
as far as I can see of infinity
from the pasture, this close up.

                                                for Jessica

                                   ~

Yellow Pincushion Chaenactis glabriuscula
1-2″ diameter
1-3′ height
March 14, 2016