sunflower
your fur salts the morning
green horns ring the bonfire
of your bloom, shaming the sun
turning with day
as though light holds
us to earth
not gravity
or root
to the lacquer of night
do not look too closely
~~M.E. Hope
Verb: meanders a circuitous journey, especially an aimless one. Noun: (of a speaker or text) proceed aimlessly or with little purpose; (of a person) wander at random. Orgin late 16th century (as a noun): from Latin maeander, from Greek Maiandros, the name of a river. (A favorite -- A meander is one of a series of regular sinuous curves, bends, loops, turns, or windings in the channel of a river, stream, or other watercourse.)
Classes were scheduled to start on Tuesday, January 16th, unfortunately, that first day saw the school closed due to cold and snow. So all c...
Beautiful poem. A different season, caught me by surprise!
ReplyDeleteFrom a Paulann Petersen class, write to a flower, after Lorca. Something brighter on a cold day. Sunflowers are always in season!
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