Unfixed from inside a whorl of petals,
the rain-drenched eye of each blossom.
Large as the state of Texas, gestures
the weatherman. The hurricane’s blossom
of jagged exclamations whips across the Bahamas.
Each tree’s reduced to a trembling blossom.
First the fires, then the earthquake, then
promise of torrential rain. All things blossom
in their own time. The evening primrose
leaves turn barn-red. Omen or blossom?
Everyone’s panic-buying. Water and dry food.
Or beer. Someone jokes, Where’s the onion blossom?
Stay or go? Save or shelve? Pictures in a plastic
box. Deeds. The child’s first drawing of a blossom.
In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.
OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
- Landscape, with Ruby-Throated Hummingbird
- El Sagrado Corazon
- Three (More) Improvisations
- The Gift
- Goldfinch in the Garden
- What Cannot Eat
- Ode to the Heart Smaller than a Pencil Eraser
- Petition to Fullness
- Heart you Want to Lead in from the Cold
- Unending Lyric
- Dear modest four-bedroom, two-and-a-half bath
- Ode to the Pedicure Place at the Mall
- Letter to Attention
- Landscape, with Incipient Questions
- Letter to Stone
- Milagrito: Eye of the Raven
- What You Don’t Always See
- State of Emergency
- Going to the Acupuncturist in the Market
- Migrant Letters
- The Road of Imperfect Attentions
- In the Country of Lost Hours
- Morning Lesson
- Song of the Seamstress’s Daughter
- Landscape, with Construction Worker, Ants, and Gull
- End Times
- Dream Landscape, with Ray-bans and Leyte Landing
- Pantoum, with Spiderweb and Raindrops
- Assassin’s Wake
- Shroud Villanelle
- Dear Annie Oakley,
- Landscape, with Red Omens
- Late Summer Landscape, with Twilight and Daughters
- Ghazal of Unattainable Silence
- Distance, Then
- Noon Prayer
- In the Convent of Perpetual Adoration
- Storm Warning
- Goodbye, Irene
- The Lovers
- Dream of the Four Directions
- Lost Lyric
- Dear recklessness, dear jeweled
- Bearing Fire
- The Summer of the Angel of Death