Rhodora in Winter

Rhodora in Winter

A Poem by Robert Ronnow

Rhodora in winter, capsule like a claw, 
remains of the 5-part flower Emerson saw, 
gone to seed. Deciduous blossoms
have their own winter beauty and a power
akin to the fittest's survival, self-same
that brought me, musing, here. Large globose buds! 
(that dwarf the rose's but not the butternut's)  
discern it from other Ericaceae that
surround this inland wetland. The Lord
all claim to worship is not superior
to thou. I'm passing through naming you, 
your parts, and the autumn elaeagnus who
is your neighbor. Good a walk as it gets
before edible understory herbs sprout.

© 2023 Robert Ronnow


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Added on March 29, 2015
Last Updated on May 9, 2023
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