Garden – A(nother) Year of Reading

Poetry Friday: Fireflies

Another garden/yard poem this week. I wondered in my comment on Ruth’s post last week if I’d see fireflies this year. I will never again take any of my more-than-human neighbors for granted. But we’ve been blessed. They are still here…for now. Gratitudes to Linda for the “clunker” from which this poem was born: “stir stars in a clockwise motion.”

Next week is a Poetry Sister challenge week (and I think I better get started now!): we’re writing Raccontinos.

The week after that, on Friday, July 4, is the challenge I posed on the roundup host calendar, doubling as the Inkling challenge:

Please join us in writing poems of protest on our nation’s birthday. Let’s use our voices and our art to make some noise! Feel free to write in praise of democracy and patriotism if you’ve just about had it up to here with all of the assorted “Nonsense on Stilts” (a term coined by Jeremy Bentham and also the title of a book by Massimo Pigliucci that Mr. Mary Lee is currently reading).

Carol has this week’s Poetry Friday roundup at The Apples In My Orchard.

Poetry Friday: Garden Chant

Chant of the June Garden

Boneset
hummingbird
Bowman’s Root
bee

zinnia sprout
hollyhocks
Cardinal Flower
weeds

coral bells
baby dill
fennel fronds
tree

clematis
foxglove
primrose
me

Ruth has this week’s Poetry Friday roundup at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town.

Thanks to all for filling the July-December calendar of roundup hosts in record time!

Poetry Friday: Ode to the October Garden

Grape Hyacinth foliage in front of what was a Blazing Star

Linda gave the Inklings a most generous and lovely prompt for this month: “Use this poem by Joy Harjo as a mentor text in any way that makes your heart happy.” Thank you, Linda. My heart is, indeed, happy!

Here’s what the other Inklings did with this month’s challenge:

Linda @A Word Edgewise
Catherine @Reading to the Core
Molly @Nix the Comfort Zone
Margaret @Reflections on the Teche
Heidi @my juicy little universe

Patricia has this week’s Poetry Friday roundup at Reverie.

Poetry Friday: Seen and Unseen

Christmas Hellebore in January (and she’s STILL blooming in March!)

A daily cherita…

Before I planted hellebores

I never 
noticed them.

Now
I see them everywhere.
What else have I been missing?

(c) Mary Lee Hahn, 2024

I’m going to feast my eyes on all the early bloomers in the next couple of days: forsythia, dogwood, magnolias, daffodils, hyacinths, crocuses, and of course, all the hellebores. Because Sunday through Thursday next week the nighttime temperatures will be in the twenties. Before we get there, though, we’ve got to live through the tornado watch for tonight. Ah, springtime.

Cousin Tanita at {fiction, instead of lies} has this week’s Poetry Friday roundup. Or should I say…the UNBOUND up! Here’s to “all things lax, roomy, slack, and slouchy!”