From Blossoms

This is one of my favorite poems. ever. I gave it to Atticus when we had been dating a few months, because for me, it captures hope in words.

On this, the first beautiful, true spring day here in Indiana, I offer you one of my favs.

From Blossoms

Li-Young Lee

From blossoms comes
this brown paper bag of peaches
we bought from the boy
at the bend in the road where we turned toward
signs painted Peaches.

From laden boughs, from hands,
from sweet fellowship in the bins,
comes nectar at the roadside, succulent
peaches we devour, dusty skin and all,
comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat.

O, to take what we love inside,
to carry within us an orchard, to eat
not only the skin, but the shade,
not only the sugar, but the days, to hold
the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into
the round jubilance of peach.

There are days we live
as if death were nowhere
in the background, from joy
to joy to joy, from wing to wing,
from blossom to blossom to
impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom.




3 thoughts on “From Blossoms

  1. Sarah! I love this poem. It is one of my very favorites. Although the Ogre doesn’t like Li-Young Lee, I think he is remarkable. There is such a lushness to his words. I love everything he writes.

    Also, I’m really sorry I haven’t been commenting on your blog much lately. I’ve been a bit swamped, but I’ve been reading everything and loving it all! I particularly loved the 10 things about you and Atticus!

    Anyway, I hope you’re doing well!

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