THE FROG RENDEZVOUS 



bowed heads, strewed the waves with 

 memorial flowers for the pasture people 

 who have died at sea. 



Earlier in the year the elms have 

 made the whole surface of the cove 

 brown with their round, wing-mar- 

 gined seeds, and after the memorial 

 flowers of the blueberry bushes are 

 gone the maples will send out millions 

 of two-sailed seed boats, reddening the 

 whole surface with their argosies as 

 they go out^ to sea, wing and wing. 

 Now all these things have passed and 

 the surface of the water is clean again 

 to dimple with the under-water swirl of 

 a minnow-hunting pickerel or lap lazily 

 against your canoe with the dying un- 

 dulations of the waves from outside. 



After the bold blueberry bushes, less 

 daring but still eager pasture people 

 have waded in and formed lesser 



