Spring for Skeptics



that purple flower
that reaches up
with ruffled wings,
and droops down
with falls and beards,

Its doubled bauble
is neither upside down
nor right-side up;
it looks the same
standing on your head
as looking from above.

Either way
it’s proof of beauty –

At least in flowers.

Can we extend that
tenderness to humans?
Upside down, right-side up,
the jury’s out.

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2 Responses to Spring for Skeptics

  1. Tom says:

    Sometimes a poem just leaps into your heart and speaks for you. This is one of those poems. Thank you Jill!

    • jillbpearlman says:

      Beautiful, Tom. Thank you. The poem leapt out at me as well. Who can begrudge that springtime spontaneity?

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