From Blossoms in a Bag
From April, had that frost not come,
blossoms might’ve shouted out vernality, but
come not bees plumped and powdered bronze,
this cold that strikes a slash, chews at fibres
brown to rotting limp and levelled low. Petal
paper seeping, nests empty, snail shells vacated.
Bag up the remnants of this broken spring,
of this brittle air, and bring me a bag of sweet
peaches as soft as my withered cheek.
Glo/NaPoWriMo Day 6: An acrostic word poem, and Writers Digest PA “(blank) in the (blank),” Title. The first word of each acrostic line is from the poem “From Blossoms” from Rose. Copyright © 1986by Li-Young Lee. The phrase used is From blossoms come this brown paper bag of peaches. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #glopowrimo #napowrimo on Twitter. Venality: filled with spring, springlike.
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