GARDEN SANCTUARY
The night enfolds me
like a green mother.
It nurtures me
in its black womb.
Stars are tiny sounds
a trillion miles away
but where I sit, silence
folds its arms around my head.
I let blossoms form within -
their chrysanthemum retreat
becomes solitude and haven,
the place I first find peace.
Dew’s green tongue
laughs against my arm.
Nurtured deep inside myself
my seedling heart grows warm.
Peggy Sperber Flanders
as published in The Comstock Review
and in chapbook An Array of Textures
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Tuesday, July 26, 2005
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9 comments:
AK--I hope I get it ready on time--it's a lot of work and is taking all my energy! Phew!
Did you see the other one, the editors one (like on this page?)
SOrry one got lost int he mail.
I still never sent you that postcard, either, so sorry. AIeee, I keep running out of time!
i AM GLAD YOU ARE BETTER! Any better is better than no better.
Isn't this a nice poem? I like it.
If you want to see the editor version of Silk Creek Review with lots of pictures and some of Scott's poems, mine and Doug's, there is a link in the Side bar and down in one of the earliest posts on this Silk Creek Portal.
I hope you continue to feel well, better and better every day! :-)
Mary
SILK CREEK REVIEW IS LIVE NOW at http://silkcreekreview.bravehost.com/welcome.html! YAY! Hurray, Copy and paste the URL or use the link!
You're very welcome. It was a lot of work, but also satisfying!
Send the pix along and I will post them. As long as they are appropriate and suitable. :-)
OR YOU CAN POST THEM YOURSELF!!!!!
PS Isn't this a nice poem?
When Peg visits the blog and sees all those comments, she may think they are about her poem and then be disappointed. It is a very nice poem. :-)
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