Poetry Friday: Blooms, Blooms, and More Blooms
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Haiku of the Week
winter morning—
swarms on apricot blooms
bee symphony
Photo and Haiku © 2023 Marcie Flinchum Atkins
Photo Taken: January 28, 2023 at Green Spring Gardens
Haiku Written: January 30, 2023
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What I’m Reading
by David Eye
The Word Works, 2017
I am using this book for my “3 a day” practice, and while lots of poems that aren’t for me, I’m enjoying his different poems about various bus routes and the people he writes about. When I was in middle school, I used to write pages and pages of “Observations.” Think Harriet the Spy. That was me. These poems are like poetic versions of these–though none are mean.
What I’m Noticing
We have daffodils planted in our garden, but at some point, we discarded some dead plants in our woods. Apparently, some of the daffodil bulbs were in the soil and we didn’t notice. So now, every year, behind our wood pile, there is a surprise of daffodils. I cut some to bring inside.
Above the woodpile, there is a bush with last year’s dried flowers on it. I don’t know the type of bush (or tree?), but I loved the dried jewelry dangling from it still.
20 Comments
Irene Latham
You were Harriet the Spy! Of course! Yay for a surprise of daffodils. 🙂 And the bee symphony, which I sure can hear.
Marcie Flinchum Atkins
When I moved, my teacher friends gave me a Harriet the Spy cake!
Rose Cappelli
Love that bee symphony! I had the same experience with daffodils – little surprises in the heap of garden debris behind our shed that brought unexpected joy. Such resilience!
Marcie Flinchum Atkins
This week I’ve seen 3 surprise spurts of daffodils in the woods. It’s been a week of noticing discarded and resilient daffodils.
Tabatha
Hooray for noticing the surprise daffodils and dried jewelry. Harriet the Spy notices people; Marcie the Noticer catches everything!
Marcie Flinchum Atkins
Haha! Yes!
janice scully
Love the resiliency of those daffodils. I’m thinking about the winter bee symphony and figure you must live where it’s warm.
Marcie Flinchum Atkins
No, I live in Virginia. I think Japanese apricots are fairly early bloomers.
tanita
I find your notice of things so delightful. From the bee symphony to the surprise daffs to the dangle of dried “jewelry” on the old flowers. All things bright and beautiful, which makes your blog a happy visit. Thank you!🐝
Marcie Flinchum Atkins
Thank you so much! My word of the year is NOTICE, so I’m trying to really do that this year.
Mary Lee
No bees here yet, and no apricot blooms, but I love your poem as an advanced notice to notice. Today I will plant my five new hellebores. They are my winter bloomers and if the weird weather wakes up any bees, I hope they can find them.
Marcie Flinchum Atkins
Lovely! I planted some hellebores two weeks ago. They are beautiful (and a new to me plant).
Denise Krebs
Marcie, you are so good at noticing nature. When I come here, and see your weekly haiku, I feel like I am seeing the natural world through your eyes. Beautiful. I love the way you describe last year’s flowers: “dried jewelry dangling” from the bush.
Marcie Flinchum Atkins
Thank you so much!
Karen Edmisten
Oooh, I can hear that bee symphony. Lovely!
Marcie Flinchum Atkins
It was really pretty astonishing to see and hear in January!
Linda Mitchell
Oooooh! Surpise daffodils. What a wonderful thing to read poetry for your 3 each day practice. I love it!
Marcie Flinchum Atkins
Thank, Linda! I do love surprise daffodils (and daily poetry).
PATRICIA J FRANZ
Daffodil surprises! When I turned 40, my mom and sisters spent the weekend with me in Tahoe and we planted daffodils. Many years, I’m not there to see them bloom. My family will send me photos so I can see them. But occasionally I find the remains of one, like yours – not where we planted. I often wonder if a squirrel friend may have absconded with one and dropped it in a rush?
Marcie Flinchum Atkins
I’m wondering if squirrels have spread some crocuses–they have popped up in weird places this year. The daffodils I know are from a bed clean out we did. I love finding them each spring in a their abandoned woods location. 🙂