Monday, April 28, 2008

bloom
























Magnolia

Ambition. Jealousy. The numbing flow
of adrenaline pumped along the blood.
The fear that loneliness is punishment
and that corrosive draining feeling down
the chest the natural and just result
of failures...What delicious leisure not
to feel it. What a sweet reprieve to linger
here with these ovals of purple and flamingo
plumed from the tree or splayed on the pavement.
If only for these seconds before returning
back to the open air those flowers keep
pushing out of themselves to die inside.

Peter Campion




1 comment:

Christine said...

This late afternoon I could really appreciate "What sweet reprieve to linger here with these ovals of purple and flamingo plumed from the tree." I was lost walking on my own street, absorbed in the wild leafing and blooming. Had to go back home and grab my camera, then happily fall back out of time into the chartreuse and pink and yellow. Thanks for the beautiful quote and the moody photograph!