Nadia:

Daffodils

Every sedentary bloom
Wishes it could tell you
"Go right ahead"

Paintbrushes softening in saltwater
make softer lines
on dampening pages

The daffodil can't walk
Across the room
To tell you so


Bela:

Vernal movements plume fingers first through a darkness

Like daffodils bloom on a polar bear's carcass