
The rhododendron doesn’t bloom
like the cherry, in wispy pink petals
that fall like snow in the first wind,
no, the rhododendron blooms
like a queen, standing her ground,
petals unmoved by rain and wind, Continue reading

The rhododendron doesn’t bloom
like the cherry, in wispy pink petals
that fall like snow in the first wind,
no, the rhododendron blooms
like a queen, standing her ground,
petals unmoved by rain and wind, Continue reading

I take comfort,
no matter white streaks
in my hair, endless
cold nights, and
long work days —
the seasons turn– Continue reading