“Early Blossoms” and “Ontario Thaw”
– Poetry by Greg Stidham – February 7, 2019
Alone on a mesa, a pink crabapple tree
embraces the wind, its branches reaching up
and out like a menorah, its petite blossoms
a pointillist image, mysteriously scintillating.
Up close, the shimmer buzzes: honeybees
feasting on spring’s first Rocky Mountain pollen.
Before the arrival of spring’s equinox
the smallest of the Great Lakes begins its thaw.
The melt begins in the middle, where
snow undulated like sand raked
in a Zen rock garden, the ice so thick
it bore the weight of snowmobiles.
Now the white turns to dark green-gray,
and only along the shore does ice still cling white.
Then, at once, overnight,
the water has waves once more.
Beside the nearby highway
the face of the granite escarpment,
furrowed like an elder’s face,
weeps a steady stream of tears
from foot-long icicles.
About the Author – Greg Stidham
Greg Stidham is a retired pediatric intensivist (ICU physician) currently living in Kingston, Ontario, with his wife Pam and their two foundling “canine kids.” Greg’s passion for medicine has yielded in retirement to his other lifelong passions—literature and creative writing.
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