The Bell Jar

le plante fragile

the delicate seedling
trembles in glacial eves
which creep into brittle morn
till cloche en verre by
human tender lavish

with notions of refuge
and warmth engendered
neath fluid mantel of
blown lucidity
the tender newborn
regards winter's sweep,
savoring spring's flush
in the midst of
frigid arctic blast

but desert's solitude
manifests quarantined ambience
from assembly's coherence
and the infant shoot hungers
for amity, never realizing
succor parallels vacuum

looking outwards through
translucent and warped burette
it beholds through wavy light
untold numbers of
kindred yet stranded
lone-verses
marching off
into infinity's field