This is the time of year when nature is in a hurry. Every day a new flower blooms, every day the canopy of leaves grows. I’ve been spending a lot of time outside with the hound and my camera, taking in the feast.
Over at Today’s Little Ditty, Margaret Simon challenged us to write poems of presence–mindful poems about the present moment. I’ve posted some of my photos on Facebook this month and included a few lines inspired by those moments. I intended to do that again this evening with photographs from the past few days. But somehow my poem decided to travel back in time about 20 years…
Sunlight and Tadpoles
The last of the fiddleheads unfurl
beneath a curtain of green.
An oriole burbles overhead.
Dragonflies patrol the pond,
staking their territories,
searching for mates.
The water shimmers
with sunlight and tadpoles
sparking memories of pails and nets,
of the cries of children long grown.
Overnight, spring slips into summer.
Overnight, tadpoles leave the pond.
Mary Lee Hahn has the Poetry Friday Round-up at A Year of Reading–you won’t want to miss the terrific poetry of Marilyn Chin that she’s posted.