Pink sky early this morning. Now the sun, in a pale blue sky.
Japonica glistens like coral in my neighbor's garden.
Ah, see "Naming of Parts" by Henry Reed, here. And listen to him read it, with Frank Duncan.
His first year of college, my son made a short video on the horror of war using this poem.
The coral impatiens I brought in for the winter is budding in a kitchen pot right now, neighboring nasturtium leaves in a long tumble. Monday I took tiny black seeds of white bleeding heart to a woman I met in a coffeeshop, handing her the little envelope with joy.
Wikimedia image attribution/license here.
Japonica, and fruits, here.
Whole page of japonica here.
"You must change your life," said Rilke. So that's what I keep doing. I've been an encyclopedia editor, a poetry editor, an actor and director, a library clerk, and an assistant professor of English. Now I'm a freelancer, work part time in a library, blog "eight days a week," study the random, tend perennials, and listen to birdsong.