everything seems beside the point,
but i don’t know what the point is
Beside the POint
Tag Archives: flowers
Happiness
the sun of early spring
lifts our spirits—
the possibility of happiness within reach
Tea Rose
the blush lasted a day,
a day and maybe a minute—
a small window to admire the brevity of beauty
Excerpt From: Cider with Rosie, 3 of 3
Almost anything that caught her wandering eye, Mother gathered and brought indoors. In bottles, tea pots, dishes, and jugs, in anything old or beautiful, she’d put roses, beech-boughs, parsley, hellebore, garlic, cornstalks, and rhubarb.
from Cider with Rosie by Laurie Lee, 1959
The Shadow
he noticed the shadow from the dried flowers on the sill—
and it’s that noticing of something so slight,
so seemingly inconsequential
that brings love closer
An Excerpt: The Peony
It was named after Paeon, a physician to the gods, who obtained the plant on Mount Olympus from the mother of Apollo. Once planted the Peony likes to be left alone and punishes those who try to move it by not flowering again for several years. Once established, however, it produces spendid blooms each year for decades.
From Penhaligon’s Scented Treasury of Verse and Prose: The Language of Flowers, 1990
Lately in Images
Change
change is never easy
but always inevitable–
often necessary,
life-sustaining,
hopeful,
paramount
On a walk
on a walk,
I take a camera and shoot pink petals
and tiny buds through an old iron fence,
my mind blank,
and somnambulant
forgetting
I forget everything, and yet at the same time, I forget nothing
