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From my bath
I step into the chilly air.
Droplets cascade
down my legs,
my towel absorbing them.
I think of May,
how everything
greens to blossom,
then burnishes
by mid-October
to papery lanterns,
husks of flowers,
everything becoming
memory’s incandescence.
© by Dianna MacKinnon Henning.
Used with the author’s permission.
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Dianna MacKinnon Henning lives with her husband Kam, and their Samoyed Lily, on six acres of solitude and beauty in a forest of oaks and ponderosa pines in Lassen County, California. When she first moved to Lassen County, Diana started a writers’ workshop, The Thompson Peak Writers’ Workshop, which is now in its 29th year. Diana’s most recent books are Cathedral of the Hand and Camaraderie of the Marvelous. Learn more about her at www.diannahenning.com.
   
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Judy:
Beautiful, Diana!
Posted 01/25/2024 09:30 AM
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Jancan:
Flows like those cascading droplets
Posted 01/24/2024 09:07 PM
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BAMars:
Lovely poem.
Posted 01/24/2024 04:25 PM
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Lori Levy:
So beautiful.
Posted 01/24/2024 02:31 PM
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Sharon Waller Knutson:
I love the elegance and simplicity of this wise visual poem. Favorite imagery: papery lanterns, husks of flowers.
Posted 01/24/2024 10:17 AM
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michael escoubas:
So experiential, Dianna . . . congratulations on writing a poetic triumph!
Posted 01/24/2024 09:23 AM
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David:
Excellent imagery and very thoughtful.
Posted 01/24/2024 09:02 AM
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NormaB:
So much to consider in this brief poem. Thank you, Dianna!
Posted 01/24/2024 08:19 AM
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