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Suddenly the everyday is not.
Warmth rushes the earth
sparking growth.
Streams of light wild with promise
splash sunbeams on tiny buds,
tease wildlife out of dark places.
And there we are, winter clothes
like the layers of our youth, peeled away,
arms entwined, balancing each other,
strolling through
the glorious greening,
gasping at our luck.
This poem first appeared in American Writers Review (Turmoil and Recovery Anthology, 2021).
Used here with permission.
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Anita S. Pulier is a retired attorney who, many years ago, traded legal writing for poetry. She and her husband, Myron, pursue a bi-coastal life between New York City and Los Angeles, where they are daily hikers in the NYC parks and the Santa Monica mountains. Anita has been very involved in the Southern California poetry community and, recently, even Myron (a retired psychiatrist) has taken up poetry! Anita’s poems have appeared in numerous print and online journals and her work is included in nine print anthologies. The author of multiple collections, her most recent is Paradise Reexamined. Learn more about Anita at http://psymeet.com/anitaspulier/main/index.php.
    
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Wilda Morris:
Lovely poem with a great ending. Excellent verb choices.
Posted 03/28/2022 09:18 AM
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Janet Leahy:
This poem is rich with language and the ending is
fantastic, just like spring.
Posted 03/27/2022 04:37 PM
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Lori Levy:
The first line pulls me into the poem. I also agree with what the others said below.
Posted 03/27/2022 04:22 PM
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paradea:
Gasping at our luck!! I love this!! Great poem!
Posted 03/27/2022 01:11 PM
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Adriana:
"strolling through the glorious greening and "gasping at our luck" - two wonderful titles for a poem, story, essay! A beautiful lyrical poem...
Posted 03/27/2022 11:52 AM
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Gilbert Allen:
A fine, life-affirming poem.
Posted 03/27/2022 10:25 AM
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CamilleBalla:
Arms entwined, balancing each other. .gasping at our luck. So aware of the present moments , grateful, joyful. Glorious poem.
Posted 03/27/2022 10:17 AM
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allenmweber:
"gasping at our luck" will stay with me, and the imagery that preceded Madi it so.
Posted 03/27/2022 10:14 AM
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Sharon Waller Knutson:
I loved this uplifting clever poem created with layers of double meaning about spring and life from the title to the last line. I love the images of peeling away winter clothes and layers of our youth and balancing each other. The poem landed with a glorious green ending.
Posted 03/27/2022 10:03 AM
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cork:
I will take a walk this morning and gasp at my luck.
Posted 03/27/2022 09:48 AM
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Larry Schug:
Yes, sometimes it seems life is just luck, but the realization expressed in the poem's first line reminds us to live fully within that luck.
Posted 03/27/2022 08:58 AM
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