Tag: spring

We are blood currants

We are blood currants

No one hurt. Not on our sprig. We have claimed life and are full of fight for it. We hold fast the sun as it streams into our cells.

Some day, sooner than we like, the light of spring will wend its way from tip to root until we face the truth of our own evolving nature, where we shine and how we fall.

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Flowering cherries

Flowering cherries

Boughs heavy with blossoms hold still in the breezeless air. Sheltering those who pause for a fragrant breath, they hold the sun in their pockets of pink and white, cupped by the bluest of skies.

A man with an open gaze, in the driver’s seat of a car parked nearby, calls out that I’m the eighth person who has stopped by the tree. “What gives?” he says. “I’m new to the city.”

“The blooms are early,” I say. “The year’s warmth has already teased their curls from fist to open palms. The city’s residents are in their thrall. A cherry blossom festival takes place and thousands celebrate the return of spring.”

He nods, accepting this fate.

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