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May Day


05.01.14 Posted in today's words by

Elizabeth Dublin’s most recent poem to appear here was Jack o’lantern Love (October 2013).

May Day
By Elizabeth Dublin

Forsythia blooms late this year
behind the last of the daffodils and hyacinth.

The dogwood drops its petals in ribbons,
a pink and white maypole, dancing.

Labor and leisure, yin and yang
dominate the discourse in certain circles

but neither is any good without the other:
the cyclical soap opera set on a garden stage.

 



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