Monday, April 11, 2011

Haibun #11

The first really hot day of spring. Trees popping flowers and pollen coating the parking lot cars. The spice bush is in full bloom and drawing bees, along with the crab apple and magnolias.  I make a point of not parking under the magnolia trees. Everywhere you look kids were shedding layers and stretching out long, lean limbs to catch the sunshine. Recess ended hot and sweaty, with long lines at the water fountain. It'll be cold again tomorrow, but the planet has shifted. Summer clothing is being aired all over town.

spice bush

children giddy
from spring's first heat wave;
bee fried air

-Andromeda Jazmon


*"bee fried air" is a phrase I loved from Ray Bradbury's book Dandelion Wine. It's part of a delightful description of a summer afternoon spent picking berries in the woods.

2 comments:

tanita davis said...

There are big fat black bees on the stone facing of our building early in the morning, soaking up the sun.

The hottest it has been here has been a big fat sixty-seven degrees -- but that was enough to have people shucking off clothes. I walked through the park and saw toast-rack pale chests gleaming against the deep green of the lawns... and laughed.

We are so desperate for sun.

Elaine Magliaro said...

Andi,

Love the "bee fried air" ending.