ODE TO SUMMER
There is a green
Beyond all green
That peeks around the wintry white.
a green so sweet
that tears slip from the eyes
and turn to dew upon the ground.
the green so sweet
that from the grave
beloved dead burst into flowers
before the snowmelt sings in high summer.
with warbling sweetness of the green---
'Til green tumble-slides down mountains
with a slam into the frigid sea---
Iceberg Blue to sing reply.
V Anderson-Throop 2013