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Saturday, April 7, 2012

Gladioli

G   Gladioli

  

My mother’s hands clip long slim stems

of fresh gladioli. The August flower.

A white one today, to mark the hour



of her birth. A greeting from the earth.

It is her birthday. As if they know,

the flowers spread a fantail before her, red.



Her body bends like stems

battered by too much rain.

She clutches the stalks.



She talks of years when her body too swayed

with the grace of youth, not the bending of age.



It is her birthday, ninety-five years made

of her life, years she climbed stage by stage

the way these flowers open, one by one.

Soft hands curling open bright fingers



rippled stems separating as the blossoms open

each tier replacing the one below

as we all replace each other on the earth.



Nothing that’s living dies.

The limp dry leaves eke life back

into the earth, into the womb of the bulb.



These silent respectful standards

in reds, whites, yellows,

surround her son in his resting place.



She kneels before him, her hand on his,

 whispering a prayer. The flowers listen.

They reach upward as she can’t,

 an extra lift toward the ear of God.



I wish I could save them: stockpile glads

in a crystal warehouse for her

against the dimness of winter,

the endless days of loss.


15 comments:

  1. abosultely beautiful tribute to your mother. stunning.

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  2. This takes my breath away. What a tribute.

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  3. So beautiful! Wonderful analogy to human life and the passing of years. :-)

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  4. This was beautiful Elaine, both visually with the flowers, and metaphorically with your words. A treat to read indeed!

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  5. That was like a little dessert. Thank you, so much. ♥

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  6. Aww, Gladioli are beautiful, as is this post. :)

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  7. What a beautiful poem!

    I love this line: The limp dry leaves eke life back

    into the earth, into the womb of the bulb.

    Brilliant!

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  8. This was lovely!!

    Kathy
    http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com

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  9. That is really beautiful Elaine! very moving.

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  10. Lovely poetry, lovely photographs, lovelier sentiment behind them. What a graceful tribute to your mother.

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  11. Beautiful words & flowers, thank you :)

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  12. Great poetry and beautiful pictures.

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  13. Hi...I'm hopping over from the A to Z challenge. Lovely post...good luck with the challenge.

    Donna L Martin
    www.donasdays.blogspot.com

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