Vesper Bluets at Marsh Creek Lake evening thickens, the dark shore flashes with scores of them; lamp-yellow glints rise from green water, broadcast by the descending sun. four wings sculling low with the current; no swifter than the water, no slower than the air. landing on lake-drift, they do nothing, let the rippling light reflect upwards; in their golden gloss the traveler takes a honeyed pause. some with blue-tip tail curving to nape of yellow head, coupling as they drift; a parenthesis, the audience made complicit in their intimacy. the earth and the sun upon its waters created for them; the earth and the sun upon its waters created for us.
Susan Charkes, writer and poet, lives in southeastern Pennsylvania. Her poetry chapbook, sp. was published in 2017. She is a member of Montco Wordshop and Tenth Sky Poets. More at susancharkes.com.