Though the afternoon’s snow-cold breaths
and gray vapors threaten
to lower the curtain
flowers keep bursting on stage.
Magnolia’s tight rose buds
fan out to pink confections
Forsythia leaps
graceful arcs of yellow
Pieris dangles blushing clusters
like exotic fruit.
From shy mauve Lungwort
uncoiling under somber juniper
to Rhododendrons –
fuchsia, orange and red –
promenading in the spotlight,
all the cast has caught
the rhythm of the caper
a chorus line in Spring’s
irrepressible choreography.
Violet Nesdoly 