It floats in the quiet and shallow streams
Rootless, and in whorled green spokes
Where clear and sour waters gently glide
It drifts along the avian highway’s tide.
Each leaf is a trap like a microscopic jaw
It snaps completely shut by physics’ law
Inside the dome the trigger hairs are set
To trap little bug or insect inside the net.
When winter turns the surface into glass
The sinking buds let freezing season pass
They sleep down deep within muddy floor
Till the spring’s current opens up the door.
As the plant bends its frame without break
A lesson for the things that man can make.
Botanical name: Aldrovanda vesiculosa
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