Posts tagged spring ephemeral
Haiku-a-day

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

Haiku-a-day

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

Haiku-a-day

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

Haiku-a-day

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

Haiku-a-day

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