by Joanne DeSimone Reynolds
We breathe to wake and,
Lying-in-wait, imagine...
The ground
Buckling off the east coast of
The nation,
Enacting the rough ride we just faced, still
Face, out of the gate. Look
To January—cold, and colder still ahead here,
Yet offering a look
Forward—face it, like an ancient god
—The sudden down-home decency
Of purple-tipped crocuses, the wrinkled
Unfurling we long to call
Hope in the airborne scent of witch-hazel.
Joanne DeSimone Reynolds is the author of a chapbook, Comes A Blossom, published by Main Street Rag in 2014. Her latest work is a set of 14 poems exhibited as part of The Art Ramble 2020, an outdoor public art installation in Concord, Massachusetts, sponsored by The Umbrella Arts Center in collaboration with the Concord Natural Resources Division.