For the Writer Who Hopes a Story Can Rise Again
This morning on my patio, three winter-crusted plants– hydrangea, chrysanthemum, bleeding heart– surprised me with tender buds and leaves.
Two I’ve seen resurrect before, but I thought I bid the bleeding heart rest in peace when,
at the end of last summer, she withered
to a final brown, from too much sun and too little water.
So this unexpected pinkish green,
pushing out of last year’s stem shrouds,
tripped my heart into a softer place.
Who knows what else,
after resting for a cold dark season,
might yet be hiding life?
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