Campus Trail

I walk the narrow, muddy pathway, wending my way among the trees.  The foreground is an abundance of leaves and flowers, the middle a pattern of thin straight trunks against the new green of spring.  There is no distance. 

My forehead strikes a series of spiderwebs as the air condenses, a humid presence smelling of mud and honeysuckle.  I startle three white-tailed deer, brown shapes crashing through the green.

Beneath the mayapples are white flowers shaped like satellite dishes; above me are vines.

The world is green and brown, punctuated with snippets of white.

Comments

[Kate Smith]

Thank you - you brought me back to my college days and a footpath I used to take. Spring is so glorious.