SPREAD EAGLE CURRANTS

Spread eagle currants,

autumns black pearls, 

unfurl your leaves,

hang clustered flowers, pale, 

breath in summer's perfumes, 

reap nectar with your pollen;

we love your bloomed dark berries;

when the season, colder, bolder

tints your leaves so green with red, 

then there's the sunset dying you

to fit its golden head of furls,

turns blown to wizened figures,

caped and gowned, the mite, 

whose taken refuge in your fronds,

avoids the night-jar's sudden fright.

The leaves so early gathered making tea

reminding me of other seasons open, free.