This Easter

LYMAN GRANT

April 12, 2020

why not try incense this morning

light the fireplace for an hour

just long enough to cut the chill 

lime-green samaras of the silver maple

scatter the yard like little mittens

and the redbuds prickle the air

with violet pink and rose

they splatter the street descending

away down the hill behind the house

toward the park two blocks away

a random disease hides us 

from each other every home

its own quarantine an isolation ward

a light wind fluffs our peace flags

and I wait for someone to walk by

so I can go outside and wave hello

LYMAN GRANT is the author of several volumes of poems.  His most recent 2018: Found Poems and Weather Reports was published this spring by Alamo Bay Press.

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