About This Collection:
This piece is from Noelle's ETA34 collection, Cardinal Spring. In Noelle's own words: "Scenes from my gardens in coastal Washington. I wrote this poem to accompany the works:"
Under the hush of firs
are my gardens
darkened and damp from
rains that plunge
out of a sky heavy with ocean
the choppy mirror clacking across the downs
baptizing the earth
again and again
the magnolia blooms
poke their callow heads out
from tangled nests of branches
as the glades try to hush them
but May will not relent
the dogwood bursting with pink billows
that will drift along soon
into needle-lined graves
the light-tangled juniper
hides festoons of greying berries
pale and prickled
my child, newborn
squirms across the lawn
what a miracle the blinks of light
through the maples are
in her cardinal spring
About This Collection:
This piece is from Noelle's ETA34 collection, Cardinal Spring. In Noelle's own words: "Scenes from my gardens in coastal Washington. I wrote this poem to accompany the works:"
Under the hush of firs
are my gardens
darkened and damp from
rains that plunge
out of a sky heavy with ocean
the choppy mirror clacking across the downs
baptizing the earth
again and again
the magnolia blooms
poke their callow heads out
from tangled nests of branches
as the glades try to hush them
but May will not relent
the dogwood bursting with pink billows
that will drift along soon
into needle-lined graves
the light-tangled juniper
hides festoons of greying berries
pale and prickled
my child, newborn
squirms across the lawn
what a miracle the blinks of light
through the maples are
in her cardinal spring