Thursday, February 4, 2016

Awakening spring

a red apple
plops 

on soil
a half-world away

summer
pulses of hungry bees & fire-

             flies-
it's the season of heat, lime- 

pressed drinks & masked

carnivals- i wait

for curl

of first magnolia bulb

& quickening of new

               moon


Picture credit:   here

Posted for D'verse poets Pub - OpenLinkNight ~  Trying my hand at Imagism (WCW poems), which I missed last week ~Thanks for the visit ~

31 comments:

  1. Ah, your poem gives me something to look forward to. Heat and lime-pressed drinks call to me! Very effective use of imagism, Grace.

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  2. I think carnival comes next week... And the Chinese New Year.. Magnolia bulbs though.. Not quite there yet. But I noticed 5 PM that it's not pitch dark any longer.

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  3. Oh how I wish we were in your poem's season here. Lovely words.

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  4. Oh, goodness. That magnolia bud IS a new moon. How incredibly lovely.
    Also, THIS:
    "summer
    pulses of hungry bees & fire"

    Sigh. Gorgeous.

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  5. Grace this is breathtaking. It is warming my heart for Spring and all the hope it brings. :-)

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  6. My neighbour has a magnolia tree, and I can't wait for it to bloom. It's exquisite, as is your poem, Grace.

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  7. This is exquisite. So ripe and sexy. It drips, baby.

    Every apple must fall. You make my mouth water-hungry for sin.

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    1. Oh, I love the hidden meaning in the title: you want to awaken someone's "spring" (both noun[s] and verb)

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    2. I had originally written this as "Scarlet" but changed my mind and edited it for spring season ~ Thanks for the comment S ~

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    3. Is it on the other blog as well? In its original state?

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    4. Not published yet....sometimes I am conflicted, smiles ~

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  8. Ahhh, memories of spring. I dream of it while reading this and anticipating snow.

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  9. This is absolutely gorgeous Grace :D

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  10. A bloom showing off it's new moon, not a bad mooning haha

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  11. curl of the first magnolia.. lovely image!

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  12. aaahh - the promise of summer. Such beautiful imagery. I can smell it, taste it... want it. Thank you.

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  13. Oh, me too...me too, Grace! I am so ready!!

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  14. Bright images and great use of sounds too...

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  15. Beautiful images and my magnolia is now in bud!

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  16. I love Magnolias. I love your poem and join you in longing for Spring.

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  17. Oh I love this one, Grace! Especially these lines (and their arrangement)
    "summer
    pulses of hungry bees & fire-

    flies-
    it's the season of heat, lime-

    pressed drinks & masked
    carnivals- i wait"

    The arrangement makes me conjure up bonfires, then fire flies (which I dearly love and miss) and finally flies....all images of summer.
    Beautiful exquisite photo too.

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  18. We're waiting here too, kiddo..........we have green things sprouting in the garden but the skies are still grey and lowering, rain, rain, wain.......watching the light last JUST a little longer each evening....cant wait!

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  19. What a great imagist poem. So glad you tried it. I loved the fact that you ventured down under and tasted a bit of warm weather.

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  20. Grace, I lived it!

    I made me long to hurry Spring in. Beautfully put.

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  21. Very well done in the imagist mode, Grace. We almost don't have winter here in Albany. I hope it presages an early spring.
    Steve K.

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  22. "plops". Not for a long time has a word evoked such a sense of awe in me. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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  23. Well.. wITh Azaleas stiLL bLooming
    Violet.. iN middle oF WiNter
    SprinG cAMe anD
    leFt aNd
    never
    arrives
    i guess..
    but DaFfodils
    kNow tHeir place
    In February..
    iN hINt
    ofFSprinG
    here sTill
    cominG..:)

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  24. Although summer is half a world away, we're having an unseasonably warm winter, so I won't complain ☺

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  25. I wait too, Grace. And wait. Soon it will be upon us. Have a wonderful week.

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