In all its glory spring has arrived
with green translucent leaves
exuberant multiplication of millions
through to the smallest filamental detail of fibre
I stand today under that one tree
a lime tree
trying to capture that one tree
in a whole number
but at the first branch
I have lost count
providing the proof that
spring cannot be explained by an equation
Oeke Kruythof
Jenny Narraway translation/transcreation