Category Archives: Magnolias

Spring, 2020

April. Already Magnolias contemplate white Silences to come. How many will we see wither And die while May petals fall?

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When A Southwest Wind Stirs Magnolia Petals

So. We never did walk together in A cool May’s sweet and inky scent Whispering from white blossoms And now under Iowa soil you have Neither voice nor thought. You have no Knowledge of how spring pulls all This colour … Continue reading

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May, Clumsy as Always

May fumbled slowly Through another night last night Against dark, cold earth The first magnolia opened I know I heard silk tearing

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When the Magnolia Stands in the Wind

When the sun comes up in the morning On some ragged green day in May The magnolia will open its blossoms, Plant its fragrance square in your way. You’ll stand there with your bare face hung out As you realize … Continue reading

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Mid-May Quatrain

Under the swelling moon last night the tips of magnolia petals flushed. Now the willow’s first green threads lengthen, tangled in the spring wind.

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May Afternoon

Magnolia buds creaking open to wide white blossom. Gulls over the harbour, shrill under the silent moon.

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Step Away from the Buddha: brief notes on reading and response, and on salvaging Haiku (and Two Haiku for April 22)

Spring is here, and, with it, a volume of Japanese Death Poems (compiled by Yoel Hoffmann) sent to me by Andrew Griffin. This book sat on my shelf for a few weeks as I gradually overcame my distaste for the … Continue reading

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Magnolias, You Wear Well

Magnolias, you wear your long green leaves in August as elegantly as you swayed through May in pale thin-scented extravagance

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Syllabus

After Saturday’s poem, Nothing Subtle, someone wished for a poet at their fingertips. I say be careful what you wish for. Syllabus The poet at your fingertips was once a garter snake wrapped tail in mouth around a thigh before … Continue reading

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Spring, A Reprise (and a short process note)

You can call this an experiment, a last-ditch, so to speak, attempt to marry tanka and cinqain stanzas into a longer poem by alternating them in a revisiting of the content of much of the short spring-themed calendrical pieces I … Continue reading

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Two Cinquains for the End of May

Today I saw my first lilac flower of the year, full-sized, purple, but the florets not yet open—just one lonely flower on a vine-choked lilac in the brushy tangle under skinny poplars at a street corner. Two Cinquains for the … Continue reading

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When Late May Frosts

When Late May Frosts Even the half-moon spends most of the night tugging thick blankets of cloud back over the sky, so what of the fading magnolias, the apple blossom buds, and the delicate lilacs in their embryonic clusters, and … Continue reading

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Magnolia Palinode (and process notes)

The other day my friend Andrew,  of the fine tankawanka blog, brought the concept of the palinode to my attention. I hadn’t heard of it before that. Basically a palinode is a poem in which the poet retracts something said in … Continue reading

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Two Cinquains for Mid-May

Two Cinquains for Mid-May 1. Corner of Rochford and Kent Today the one yellow magnolia, always last to bloom, finally lit its frail pale suns. 2. Just Open the Damn Apple Blossoms Already Apple blossom buds wait, encrypted on branches, … Continue reading

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At the Neil Young Magnolia Bodyshop in Mid-May

The other day a friend sent me a couple of such gorgeous fading magnolia poems that I had to find a whole new angle from which to approach the idea…. At the Neil Young Magnolia Bodyshop in Mid-May Gotta blame … Continue reading

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When Lilac Branches Grow Heavy (extended tanka and notes on process)

Something my friend Jill said in conversation a week ago made me start to wonder if not only each type of flower but each flower on every plant has, like each of us does, its own distinctive odour. I’ve been … Continue reading

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Petals On the Rain-Wet Grass of May, or; Shut Your Gloomy Face the Fuck Up, Ezra Pound (process)

Besides the poem itself, which I’m very pleased with myself about, I like that the word “magnolias” in the third line can be replaced with “cherry trees” and it works just as well. Below the finished poem I’ve placed, as … Continue reading

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And I Must Speak of the Willows’ Greening Too

And I Must Speak of the Willows’ Greening Too All my chatter about the magnolias in bloom and the latent lilac blossoms ignores the limbs of willows, how they wake slow in spring, stretch and bend down to pull on … Continue reading

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Lazy Bastard Magnolia Variations

Lazy Bastard Magnolia Variations Lazy bastard, sitting in the spring sun counting magnolia petals falling one by one. — Look at the lazy bastard just sitting out there in the sun counting falling magnolia petals and waiting for the lilacs.

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Magnolia Love Poem Death Match: Cinquain vs Tanka #3

Explanation of the Magnolia Love Poem Death Match: Cinquain vs Tanka series can be found here. Magnolia Love Poem Death Match: Cinquain vs Tanka #1. Magnolia Love Poem Death Match: Cinquain vs Tanka #2. Even the Salt Wind Off the Sea … Continue reading

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