Poinsettias
I know you needed many
hours of darkness
to bloom
you burned for us
in place of
sun and usually
you’ll re-green
then wither, but you’ll
come back
in another
year
if you are fed
right intervals of night
is the brevity
of your splendor worth
the blindness
of your hunger?
I think of all my friendsWoody Guthrie
Which is missing –
The seed or the soil?
Which came first –
The wind or the dust?
I tried to cup the candle with my hand,
But the flame licked my thumb.
*
Definite and unrecorded,
Darkness is ahistorical –
Erasing the horizon,
The geometry.
*
Don’t despair
Of forgetting the shape;
A circle doesn’t need to know that it
Is round because it’s coming back around.
*
I’ll meet you in the garden when it’s morning.
P.G. McNabb lives and writes in Minneapolis. You can also read him in Reap Thrill and SPECTRA. | A guest post by
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Beautiful words 🙏 I’ll meet you in the garden in the morning as well
Or, a circle knows it’s round because it’s always coming back around. Or, as maybe The Band said, it’s good to know the shape you’re in. :)