Tulipa ‘Apeldoorn Elite’, by By Jerzy Opioła, via Wikimedia Commons
April Musings
No rain today, a break
from weeks of showers.
A slight headache.
I could have raked up
alder catkins or
plucked off spent daffodils.
I picked up most
of the twigs
that windstorm tore down.
An orange and yellow
tulip opened. The roses
are shooting out new thorns.
I swept up dog hair and dirt
and wrote a poem,
not a good one,
one without wind,
or dirt, thorns or rain.
It feels of old daffodils
and dogs settled into naps –
a comma for the big dog
and a dash for the terrier.
—Tricia Knoll
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Tricia Knoll has clan in Vermont and follows the ever-so-gradual coming out of snow and snowfest of this late to bloom state. Her garden is full of wildly blooming forsythia, daffodils, hellebore, and the tulips are thinking about it. In summer 2017 her new book, Broadfork Farm, is coming out from The Poetry Box. It salutes life on a small organic farm in Trout Lake, Washington.
Now available at Amazon.com from Aldrich Press, Ocean’s Laughter — a book of lyric and eco-poetry about Manzanita, Oregon. Reviews.
Urban Wild, a poetry chapbook now available from Finishing Line Press
website: triciaknoll.com
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