Beetles procreating on public pathways.
exempt from the prohibitions
imposed on such behavior
by the so-called dominant species,
who, forced by convention
and religion-mandated prudence,
must confine such activities to dark rooms,
secluded hideaways
and lovers’ lanes.
Inseminating insects,
a sure sign of spring—
that eternally optimistic season
of renewal, rebirth and nasal sprays—
that now stands in sharp relief,
an ironic counterpoint
to the pandemic bearing down upon us
whose fearful presence
has come to remind us all
that the specter of death
observes no seasonal distinctions,
and knows no boundaries,
treating one and all with equal regard.
A time to reflect
On the goodness of Nature’s bounty
While remembering
That everything
Has its due.
And a time to rejoice
That, despite the inconvenience
Imposed by restrictions
unimaginable a short time ago,
the dance of the seasons continues
and that this, like all things,
will pass.
Tim Konrad
2020.04.02_
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