Blue-White Coast of Greenland

Blue-White Coast of Greenland

Saturday, April 14, 2018

A Dream of High Spring

Athens, Georgia
April 14, 2018

When nights drift through open windows
and you wake to mornings enveloped in green,
the world is a nursery with you again

the grass-stained boy hopping rocks
by a slow creek that winds through
the idylls of childhood. Or the lithe girl

in scruffy jeans clutching rough limbs
halfway up the side yard plum
which thrives on the edge of an unruly lawn.

The aroma of onion grass spikes the air
as you weave a bouquet of dandelions
and skip to a medley of mockingbird tunes.

You wander once more through living woods
where tangles of jessamine hang in the trees
and armies of iris encircle the ponds.

And you rest again on a carpet of clover
woven with vinca and purple vetch
in the spell of a flowering dogwood.

You are the boy now covered in mud,
the girl with a jessamine necklace.
You slip through the windows of spring.