Here she is again, in closeup, the Blue Witch.
Here she is a landscape plant seen on the Daily Walks.
But she,or a close relative grows as a a native in nearby parks and reserves.
She is a member of the large and important plant family called Solanaceae,
which includes many cultivated plants such as tomatoes, potatoes, eggplant,
tobacco and chili peppers.
Life has a repetitious feel,
continuing the yearly progression
of one's history
in one place
change is subtle
sometimes hardly noticed
and then a large gasp,
someone is gone, forever
The migrating flocks return
the coast range changes color,
monarchs come back...
watching the minutes'
Not too much happens strands
strands of dreams
precious, rare and mundane
where we live
(La Alameda Press, 2001)
I found this poem yesterday on a gift bookmark in a book
I was putting away. The poem was printed as a gift
from Poetry Flash,
early in this century, perhaps near the time when
there was all that fuss about Y2K.
It is printed in brown on pale brown cardstock.
I've just looked at the current Poetry Flash on
the web. It is very handsome and a good resource
for poets in California and far beyond.
I like the way the words in this poem
are placed on the page; I also like
the Californianess of this poem.