Purple map
May 5, 1999
Beyond my window, rippled
with rain on the glass,
the forsythia has crumpled
like the crocus in the grass.
The red maples are in bud,
heavy with new sap.
And lilacs are ready to unfurl
spring's new purple map.
Beyond my window, rippled
with rain on the glass,
the forsythia has crumpled
like the crocus in the grass.
The red maples are in bud,
heavy with new sap.
And lilacs are ready to unfurl
spring's new purple map.