Blood Root
--at Holden
Arboretum, Kirtland, Ohio
in
the spring rain,
amid
the bluebells,
skunk
cabbage, marsh marigold,
blood root—
we
break pita bread,
understanding communion,
toast
red wine,
watching
geese gather on Blueberry Pond
I
blurt out clumsy
words of love
you
give me a talisman
simple
gift of
egg-shaped
stone
made
smooth
by
the lake
flakes
or rock flicker in the light,
crystals
of ruby,
of garnet,
surely
of magic—
we
are being wooed
by life
bound
by blood
from root to crown
in
the spring rain
at Holden
as everything
grows
more
beautiful
[Bob Coughlin, circa 1991]
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