For the recently concluded National Poetry Month, the Broome County Arts Council invited local poets to contribute a short poem about spring, hope, and/or other positive things for their POETREE.
I had hoped to make it down to the gallery to see it and take photos for this post, but I didn’t manage to do that. Instead, I have copied the poem I wrote especially for the project below:
Why We Will Never Use Weedkillers
by Joanne Corey
Every spring, we watch
the jagged-edged three-ness
of strawberry leaves emerge
from the snowmelt-soaked
lawn, the white five-petaled
blossoms attract the bees
to their sunny centers,
the green-white berries
ripen to red in June,
the squirrels feasting.
Ah, the surprise of the squirrels! Very nice.
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Thanks, Ellen!
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A beautiful poem and good reasons not to use weed killer. The only thing I’ve used is poison ivy killer directly on poison ivy. Thankfully, it’s been a couple of years since I’ve done that.
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