Irises radiating cycling spokes
Legs, a cadence of athletic strokes
Sprinting underneath the ancient oaks
An ecstatic craving is reinvoked
Her curls in wakes of turbulent drafts
Her simple, silent, stealthy craft
Familiar cheers on her behalf
Her smile is won – the prize, her laugh
Image credit: Young Bicyclist (1895), Lilla Cabot Perry
Primitive Joe 