After Mother’s Day, Two Poems

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After Mother’s Day

robins will get their worm
flowers will have their turn
eternal winter will finish firm—
after Mother’s Day

No Doubt

Before the end of
Winter Eternal
the robins sang
a deceptive song

crocuses poked
up their greens
the Midwest smiled, then
more snow fell…and more

but Midwesterners know
without a doubt
eternity ends
without a doubt

and it’s safe to plant
without a doubt
since winter dies
until next year

without a doubt—
after Mother’s Day
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I was raised in southern Wisconsin, and I descend from a line of Iowan farmers. Growing up I learned that it’s never safe to plant until after Mother’s Day (and even then, you might be smart to wait a bit). These two poems are dedicated to my northern friends who’ve experienced snow this week. ~Lori

photo:Tobias Keckel/istockphoto

The Barn Door and Roses

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I’m over at the Barn Door dreaming and writing about roses from a Midwestern perspective. Click here to see my photos of roses from Sonoma County, CA and Portland, Oregon, the City of Roses.

I can’t wait to see roses around my Wisconsin neighborhood. It’s been an almost-eternal winter, but it won’t be long now…the crocus and tulip greens are up in front of my house.

Your comments over at the Barn Door are appreciated. Thank you friends for your support! ~Lori