Friday, March 17, 2017

the optimism of spring

first, the crocuses.
brilliant yellow, deep purples, 
the reticulated irises, so tiny, so detailed,
the white blossoms pushing forth from the 
nanking cherry bush and the forsythia,
the forsythia, such lanky branches dressed 
in yellow.
the hostas are pushing up in the east garden,
bleeding hearts are already a foot tall, seeming
to have appeared from no where.
spring bursts forth in all its glory
i rush to meet it half way.

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