This week I took my final exam in art history, and I got my Master Gardener certificate! I learned SO MUCH this fall, but goodness, I'm ready for a break...
Also, I visited my mom (in north Florida), and a highlight was picking grapefruit. (I love grapefruit!)
In even more exciting news, tomorrow our youngest son graduates with his degree in computer science...with a 4.0 (!) for his college career and a job in his pocket! Good times.
Today's ArtSpeak: FOUR SEASONS poem is a love poem. Every season is good for love! Thank you so much for reading.
I want to fold into you
the way blazing maple
floods curving stream
I want to fold into you—
you who blaze
and curve and flood
as if there's
no such season
as winter
- Irene Latham
Wonderful news about you and your son! <3 I will come to you with my gardening questions. Your poem is swoony (That ending!)
ReplyDeleteSuch good news and amazing accomplishments! "I want to fold into you" is such a sensual line. Our grapefruit tree is full.
ReplyDeleteWow - so much good news to celebrate. Congratulations all around.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Margaret - gorgeous language in this poem. I love how the seasons become a metaphor for the lifespan of a relationship.
Yay -- congrats on all the good news!
ReplyDeleteA sensual poem about fall !! Only you could pull that off so beautifully. :)
Lovely poem, and congrats to your son. Both our sons are computer sci guys too! What a coincidence! Thanks for a lovely post.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations to you Irene for all that learning & for your son. A job in hand is quite a good thing! We did fall in love with autumn this year, didn't we, as your poem shows. All that flood of color - magic!
ReplyDeleteWoo-hoo, Irene, you are a family of smarty pants! And yes, autumn does bedazzle us into thinking just maybe "there is no such season as winter". :)
ReplyDeleteSo many good things coming your way! There is nothing better than a grapefruit off the tree. Did you see that Julia Cameron has a new book out?
ReplyDeleteHooray for all the good news you've folded into this post!
ReplyDeleteMuch to celebrate! Your poem is a treat as well. There will be many moments in the coming days I will wish I was folded into autumn.
ReplyDeleteWow, Irene--a flood of wonderful news. Lots of hard work, but when poured into subjects you're passionate about--totally worth it! Congratulations. This is one of my favorite of your ArtSpeak poems (and pieces of art, too). It's glorious.
ReplyDeleteI'm so happy for all the big achievements, Irene! And yes, you have earned a break. I enjoyed how "fold" and "flood" work together in this one,"no season such as winter."
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