March Flowers

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Any blossom in March is a blessing.  The pink geranium and oxalis plants have been with me for five years now; out on the porch each summer, back inside to winter over and send out flowers as a counter to the monochrome tones of winter.

But already there’s color in the hillsides of hardwoods, the faint blush of the buds just beginning to let go, responding to the lengthening light.  Here’s a  poem from year’s ago, that wonders about that color and what we see of light and dark.

Consequence

What if you failed to notice
low sun on the south trunk of the maple,
its shadow side already drifting

to dark, the horizon ready to assume
the indigo hue of the hillsides
of hardwood, winter tight buds?

We’re only given one run
at the sequence of consequence
that stems from noticing or not,

from being in the woods past dusk,
watching the sky grow grey,
laced by black maples.

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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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