Wendy Morton’s poetry is earthy and honest. Tend to it, and it germinates and sprouts at your feet.
Here’s a poem and picture honouring our vernal equinox.
SPRING’S FIRST DAY
Everywhere: foxglove, honesty, horsetail, swamp lanterns.
In the back woods, the wild currant is in bloom.
And the spiders, who live in windfalls and nurselogs,
spin their webs that hold the earth’s story:
alder catkins, dandelion seeds, maple wings,
damsel flies, waterstriders, salt.
They guard the earth’s salty web.
Spinning.
Thank you for sending this my way Wendy! And for allowing me to share it. Beautiful!
Wendy — a very evocative and gentle poem. Definitely weaves a magic spell. Timely and timeless.
Once again Wendy Morton has captured the mystery of springtime
in this lovely, lyrical poem! Reading this makes me long for our promised
April buddings here in Ontario.
Thank you Wendy- keep writing!
Mary Ann Mulhern
Wonderful poem, Wendy. And a reminder that soon the brown prairies will also have
catkins, foxglove, water striders…. Thank you!
Ahh, Wendy … you capture the essence of Spring in a few well-chosen, magical words. Thank you for sharing this precious gift and filling us with anticipation for what is yet to come in “earth’s story”.