Tuesday, April 05, 2022

"I get sprung"

The crocuses are here and... Big A is here!! It's also pretty sunshiny out today and students' research work is coming along nicely. (Not my research work, but--you know--one can't have everything.)

Anyway

let's begin once upon a time, with a house
we can fill it with hope and surprise

(we raise our eyes to the sky in greeting
use whatever rains down as anchor)

let's begin far, far, far away with a feast 
we can open mouths wide in laughter

(we press bites and bruises into pretty fruit
after we steal some answers and quiet)

3 comments:

StephLove said...

Nice poem for beginnings and spring.

Gillian said...

You poem is like a prayer.

maya said...

Thank you, StephLove and Gillian! (I wasn't completely satisfied with it, but it was all I had.)

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