Catalpa trees in my neighborhood
have burst into bloom.
Each flower an orchid look-alike
In intense heat the flowers fall,
the brief bride-moment
replaced by housewives
sweeping up the glory
and grumbling about confetti.
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isobelmtl 
Ellen had a catulpa tree next to her deck. I loved it- thought it was the most glorious sight as it’s white handkerchieves drifted downwards. My English friends, who exchanged jobs and houses with her, hated it. But that is because they are a bit OCD and despised the task of clearing up after it. There is a lot of joy in not being hoseproud and therefore not caring about mess- least that is my solace as I sit here in chaos- reasoning that during lockdown I don’t have to clear up because nobody else sees it and I don’t care
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