Open The White Magnolia Petals (poems from old notebooks series)

The magnolia bud’s fur coat collects frost and moisture away from the actual casing so they can’t damage the petals inside.

I was out walking yesterday and, as I always do at this time of year, stopping to admire the glossy fur coats of magnolia buds and feeling impatient for the appearance of the blossoms. That generally happens in May around here; still a long time to wait. When I got home, I dug out this tanka I’d written in May of 2009.

Early May. As light
rain whispers open the white
magnolia petals,
do you remember how these
lips murmured over your thighs?

About John MacKenzie

I'll mumble for ya. Poetry, plus most things quantifiable: science, neuroscience, memory, epistemology, baseball. And so on.
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  3. yi-ching lin says:

    your heavy grey glance
    lifting, separating from
    the texture of fog

    a bud’s fur coat collecting
    frost to soften winter’s blow
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