Investigations: RetroLove | Sage | Bartram's Boxes Remix
We travel at risk of health and untold loneliness
to uncover what has been seen only by Creek
or crocodile among the brambles.
How we love each fruit or flower for its singularity,
the way we love a wife's touch, a sonís quick mind,
a daughterís attentiveness.
Ours is the commerce of curiosity, seeds gathered,
sifted, tenderly nestled in moss, until with sunlight
and breath, each will spark like tinder,
reveal its secret—beauty, fragrance, usefulness—
brilliant as sunset, dark as coffee, a balm—
sent to bloom across oceans like the children
who blossom in our absence.
We are men of science. Men of faith.
This is our praise.