Tagged: may
mama’s peonies
mama’s peonies
arrive as if on cue – one, two,
three, four, five – she brings
each stem in from late April to
May, so it blooms just for her
.
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the first of may slides
the first of may slides
into april’s layers as if
it’d never snuck out
.
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near the end of may,
near the end of may,
a rainy day or two, bringing
in a new aspect
.
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the first of may is
the first of may is
a time machine, offering
glimpses forwards and
backwards, measuring out both
more and less time for the taking
.
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having crossed
having crossed
the line, May
relinquishes the
most reassured
sigh, signing the
contract in ink
.
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may bursts from
may bursts from
the foamy
white sleeves
of magicians,
twisting into
the air with
a flap of her
voracious wings
.
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April collects her
April collects her
little cups, filled to the brim
with fuel for May
.
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i am indexing
i am indexing the
moments when
you said
yes – pages two,
three, and twenty-
three, on a Tuesday
most likely,
maybe a
Thursday, too,
let us bookmark
May third
.
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the last of may
the last of may
drizzles in
like a heavy
sauce
over a thirsty
salad
.
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i am lying
i am lying
underneath
the dogwoods
in our backyard
hypnotized by the
way the edges
of home have already
begun to curl in the
near-noon sun. the
sky is panting, its
blue tongue showing
here and there
between terraced
branches. it is
May, and i have
all the time
in the world
.
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