Posts tagged spring ephemeral
Haiku-a-day
A black and white dog happily discovers a patch of wild lily of the valley blooming in the forest with the person who loves him most.

You picked up their scent,
wild lily of the valley,
just out, of the earth.

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A clump of bloodroot and squill blooming in springtime.

Bloodroot and blue squill
open to woodpecker drums
in the spring forest.

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A clump of hepatica blooms opening through dead leaves on the forest floor in springtime.

Oh you wistful girl,
hepatica up through dead leaves,
alive underground.

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The pollen starts it,
bloodroot, trout lily, toothwort,
feeding the forest.

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The perfect bloodroot—
pulled up through the caved-in tree
by the April sun.

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Cutleaf toothwort bloom
drawn out in lean cold April,
the month of poems.

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First hepatica
in the woods I’ve walked for years,
each time with new hopes.

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I am one of the first,
I come with pollen and light
from deep underground.