The Annunciation

1

The angel leans on one knee,
right palm and two fingers raised in blessing,
the skirts of his red robe flow behind him,
his wings stand upright in gold-brown elegance.

The lady
seems to be slightly hovering
in her blue robe of perfection.

2

The green shoots of wheat
reach up in the wind.

High above lilac, wisteria, clover
and hosts of winds
the sky is motionless blue.

3

Three birds circle two sleeping picnickers
whose hands just touch. One is a woman
in a cheap blue summer dress.

Iron rails kneel for miles in gullies.

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