Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Mother's Day Brunch: Part One Main Dish

Crabapple Blossoms
Ever Ready Specials: Mother's Day 
Asparagus Spinach Quiche
Ham and Swiss Cheese Croissant Casserole 
Ham and Swiss Cheese Croissant Casserole
Sausage Pie
Chicken Pot Pie in Puff Pastry Cups 
Scrambled Eggs Mexican Style with Tortilla Cups
This photo was recently posted by my daughter's in laws who live in Rochester, MN  The imagery  is abundant in the following poem.  
A Blessing
by James Wright 

Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota, 
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass. 
And the eyes of those two Indian ponies 
Darken with kindness. 
They have come gladly out of the willows 
To welcome my friend and me. 
We step over the barbed wire into the pasture 
Where they have been grazing all day, alone. 
They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness 
That we have come. 
They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other. 
There is no loneliness like theirs. 
At home once more, 
They begin munching the young tufts of spring in the darkness. 
I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms, 
For she has walked over to me 
And nuzzled my left hand. 
She is black and white, 
Her mane falls wild on her forehead, 
And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear 
That is delicate as the skin over a girl’s wrist. 
Suddenly I realize 
That if I stepped out of my body I would break 
Into blossom.

James Wright, “A Blessing” from Above the River: The Complete Poems and Selected Prose. Copyright 1990 by James Wright. Reprinted by permission of Wesleyan University Press.
Source: Above the River: The Complete Poems and Selected Prose (1990)

1 comment:

  1. I remember reading this poem before. Here? The accompanying photo is a great visual for the poem.

    I love the crabapple blossoms photo. Simply lovely.