March 6, 2020

White Blossoms

Savannah in January

Yearning for spring, I imagine
Spanish moss as white blossoms
bringing scent and warmth nearer.

I count bright green leaves
but find their waxy shade
impossible to bear in cold.


Lines from En Plein Air by Marianne Szlyk [forthcoming from PonyOneDog Press
and video by Will Peebles, Savannah Morning News

In the Beginning

Poet You constellate the myths, O royal oracle of archetypes. Photo and poem by Jan Claire