6.13.12 Peonies

“Do you also hurry, half-dressed and barefoot, into the garden,
and softly,
and exclaiming of their dearness,
fill your arms with the white and pink flowers,

with their honeyed heaviness, their lush trembling,
their eagerness
to be wild and perfect for a moment, before they are
nothing, forever?”

— From “Peonies” by Mary Oliver

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1 Response to 6.13.12 Peonies

  1. Lou Murray's Green World says:

    Fabulous post. A masterpiece of brevity. Two photos and a poem. Bravo.

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