Tag: wildflowers

May the Day go well

And first off Tess Taylor’s “May Day” poem… They go, the early flags, the gory maples—so too the daffodils & Lenten roses.Other petals swirl & nights warm. Buds thicken and cast shadows:in a thunderstormI almost forget the ice that was. Narcissi suckle watery paths;meadows…

Queen of the May

This time last year I had to take a train to see one of the sights I make pilgrimage to each May It is no place in particular – any English country lane will do but now I walk out of the house and…

Anthriscus

Quite simply my intention was to write effusively today, perhaps spurred to superfluity in flashbacks of pre-natal elation; there’s nausea in nascency and I’m loath to froth over in over-expressive Glory Be’s and Odes but the wildest of wildflowers drives to excess, to lanes chock full to the…