Monday
Dec242012
Amaryllis
Monday, December 24, 2012
Amaryllis
By CONNIE WANEK
A flower needs to be this sizeto conceal the winter window,and this color, the redof a Fiat with the top down,to impress us, dull as we've grown.
Months ago the gigantic onion of a bulbhalf above the soilstuck out its green tongueand slowly, day by day,the flower itself entered our world,
closed, like hands that captured a moth,then open, as eyes open,and the amaryllis, seeing us,was somehow undiscouraged.It stands before us now
as we eat our soup;you pour a little of your drinking waterinto its saucer, and a few crumbsof fragrant earth fallonto the tabletop.
Source: Poetry Foundation
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