by Todd Davis
Coltsfoot gives way to dandelion,
plum to apple blossom. Cherry fills
our woods, white petals melting
like the last late snow. Dogwood's
stigmata shine with the blood
of this season. How holy
forsythia and redbud are
as they consume their own
flowers, green leaves running
down their crowns. Here is
the shapeliness of bodies
newly formed, the rich cloth
that covers frail bones and hides
roots that hold fervently
to this dark earth.
--For Jack Ridl
"The Saints of April" by Todd Davis, from The Least of These.© Michigan State University Press, 2010.
Blossom time doesn’t last long enough…If it gets too hot, too rainy, too windy, the blooms fly away…But for this one week of the year…I luxuriate in crabapple blossoms…
…and cherry blossoms…
…and dogwood blossoms.
I do wish they lasted all summer…
My blogger friend Susan at Bear Swamp Reflections shared an Andrews Sisters apple blossom song…here is another.
…and if that isn’t enough…while I was browsing throughYouTube I discovered the Puppini Sisters…Love them!
