the in and out of spring

11 May

the all of a sudden bulbs on branches exploding in a blaze of purple flap flesh magnolias sure didn’t stay long,
a four night stand at most
i never actually saw them
earth but
there they were
looking like pages from yesterday’s gazette tumbleweeding in the breeze,
this sad sack winter, i thought,
popping like a birthday balloon and all the spring air leaking so fast,
to die a sweet baby’s breath rotten ride home from hospital already…..
the industry of obsolescence permeating even creation! as i walk through the Winners aisles.
Winners is like Kmart with its colorful shoe racks and summer flimsy brimmed straw caps
and look! over there is some poor old mannequin with no clothes, no perfume, no shoes, so naked, such beautiful curves and silvery flesh, its shadows so dependable, and when i arrive home, a few more magnolias have left the branch,
pedals now
drifting purple fleshy along the avenue.

4 Responses to “the in and out of spring”

  1. kvennarad May 12, 2016 at 5:00 am #

    First time I have ever seen Kmart mentioned in a poem.

    • Steve Myers May 12, 2016 at 12:14 pm #

      Tabula Rasa, a ribbon cutting ceremony! i Love it when that happens!

  2. Millie Ho May 12, 2016 at 2:56 pm #

    ‘Sad sack winter’ and Winners being like Kmart—so true. There was a heavy three-day snowstorm in Toronto this April, and I remember laughing, because the week before we were rolling in sunny and warm weather. Even now, people trudge along in mud-coloured trench coats. Hope more magnolias come soon.

    • Steve Myers May 13, 2016 at 1:17 pm #

      Do they come in waves? I thought magnolias were one and done? Anyway, it’s amazing this time of year, one long blink and a whole bunch of creation is missed.

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