Charleston Flowers

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It’s November.  It’s getting dark.  Back home there are a few sprawling Johnny Jump-Ups still peeking their tiny yellow and violet faces from the garden bed, and the sunburst of a couple Black-eyed Susans still holding on.  But here there are flowers spilling over wrought iron fences, climbing trellises, clumping along the edge of the sidewalk and covering bushes in yard after yard.  Thinking about the long, flowerless season I’m heading into at home, I’m charmed.  Yes, this is a beautiful city.

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About Grace Mattern

Grace Mattern is a poet, writer, mother, grandmother, partner, friend, family member, gardener, triathlete, hiker and for 30 years was the Executive Director of the NH Coalition Against Domestic and Sexual Violence. She resigned her position at the Coalition on June 15, 2011 in order to concentrate on her writing, while continuing to engage in the movement to end violence against women as a consultant and advisor. Her chapbook Fever of Unknown Origin was published in 2001 and her full-length poetry book The Truth About Death was published in 2012.
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