From Blossoms, Li-Young Lee
I haven’t yet had a peach this summer, but as I read this poem, I can almost feel the juice from a ripe peach dripping down my chin. A peach is something to savor every summer – from its sweet smell and the soft fuzz of its skin to the burst of flavor when you bite into it.
What else do you savor? What lights up your senses or marks a season?
Lee asks what if we could take what we love inside, to carry within us an orchard? What would you take inside or grow in that orchard? Who are the people or the experiences that invite you to live in joy, from blossom to sweet impossible blossom?
Lori Severens, Takoma Park, Maryland