Friday Poetry: Julia Hartwig

Sorry, I hate doing two Friday Poetry posts in a row, with nothing in between. But this week was biz-zay. And right now I'm in Memphis, having a weekend writing retreat with my writing partner, and taking a quick break from the script for Sense and Sensibility, the musical.

This one is, again from the National Poetry Month emails. They knows their stuff.

Julia Hartwig
Tell Me Why This Hurry

The lindens are blossoming the lindens have lost their blossoms
and this flowery procession moves without any restraint
Where are you hurrying lilies of the valley jasmines
petunias lilacs irises roses and peonies
Mondays and Tuesdays Wednesdays and Fridays
nasturtiums and gladioli zinnias and lobelias
yarrow dill goldenrod and grasses
flowery Mays and Junes and Julys and Augusts
lakes of flowers seas of flowers meadows
holy fires of fern one-day grails
Tell me why this hurry where are you rushing
in a cherry blizzard a deluge of greenness
all with the wind racing in one direction only
crowns proud yesterday today fallen into sand
eternal desires passions mistresses of destruction