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Paula Bohince
To land within a corona of jonquil, portal
to retrospect, with the immanence of insect. A thorax
hottens, sensational, in its own yellow canopy.
Being, flown via surprise winter (at rest, in instinct)
As flown from orange sunset, over mountain-
shaded sea, at eventide. As boats
are drawn in, sails begin to undress, or arrive anxious,
fully bare-masted. Fishermen navigate reeds