Saturday, June 21, 2008

Happy Summer!

From Blossoms

From blossoms comes
this brown paper bag of peaches
we bought from the joy
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.


Edie Marie's Attic said...

Hi Pat!
I remember eating dusty peaches as a kid, what old memories you brought up!
Thanks for the wonderful poem!
Hugs, Sherry

Nihal said...

What an inspirational poem, Pat. I too love poetry, b'cus it shakes and awakens us. Plus, another way for our personal growth, I think.
Thanks a lot for sharing, and Happy Summer to you, too:)

Betsy Brock said...

Perfectly peachy picture and poem! :) Say that 3 times fast!

Tess Kincaid said...

Wonderful poem, Pat, I really enjoyed it. So full of beautiful symbolism. Happy summer to you, bloggy friend!

The theme from Schindler's List is beautiful and haunting. So emotionally stirring.

Tara said...

Hi Pat

Hope you are enjoying summer solstice...come on over to my blog today if you can...Cielo at House in the Roses is hosting a worldwide garden party!

Anonymous said...

What a lovely painting and poem. Not only are both beautiful and memorable, they made me want some peaches.

Oh, and Schindler's List. It makes me cry.

Michelle said...

Happy Summer Pat! Lovely post..


Kathy said...

Happy summer Pat, I loved your poem, art and your post on Tasha Tudor. Back home (Here is home and there is home), there will bucket loads of tears, I am preparing myself, but I am actually looking forward to getting back to my hubby, friends, home and garden in SF. have a wonderful weekend friend, hugs, Kathy.

ps. What a very sweet thing you did for Rue, I hope the four leaf clover brings all the luck in the world to Rue and her family.

Kathy said...

oopps meant to say I am flying back home tomorrow (Sunday) Kathy

Lavinia said...

Ah, favourite. This is an amazing poem. I love that line "The round jubilance of peach".

Fuzzy, warm, dribbling juice, that is how I like peaches best. I think I could easily eat 5 or 6 in a row...

Rue said...

Beautiful poem :)

I hope you're having a great weekend...

Anonymous said...

Thanks for sharing this poem, Pat. I love it :)

Gina said...

Happy summer to you Pat! Of course we had our winter solstice yesterday.. and snuggled up to the fire with some kahlua last night!
Enjoy the rest of your weekend :) Gx

Vee said...

How wonderful...I was not familiar with that poem and it is perfect for welcoming summer and all of its golden days. Hope that your summer is filled with "joy to joy."

Barb said...

Hi Pat,
What a perfect summer poem.
Peaches are one of my favorite summer fruits.

I hope your Sunday is a great one,

Anonymous said...

What a loss -the death of Tasha Tudor. her illustrations are so charming.

Perfect match of painting and poem.

Hope you had a good weekend.

Marg said...

What a great poem. It makes me think way back about the kind of bags my grandmother used for fruit.
Did you paint that drawing/
Very inspirational

Southern Lady said...

Hi, Pat ...

Thank you for visiting "Southern Lagniappe," and for taking the time to leave a note.

I loved the "From Blossoms" poem about peaches and also enjoyed your "Mermaid Parade" post. Our little 3-year-old granddaughter wants to be "a doctor and a mermaid" when she grows up, so it caught my eye.

You take care ... I'll be back to visit again soon.