Flowering

The zinnias are abloom
In bright orange and fuchsia
The marigolds are showing little buds
Their potency of golden yellow
Will soon grab attention
From the mint and dill and basil
Growing almost wild
With the daily watering
And the sun in my garden.
Something is still right.
I linger here, 
My island of forgetting
Where I can touch see feel
For real. I dread the virtual
Wide outside that comes incessant
In daily feeds of death and disease.
Who would it be today?
Keep faith with the flowers.

2 May 2021

Published by Jazmin Llana

Hello, I am Jazmin Llana. I work in higher education in the Philippines with arts and humanities as my subject area. Here you can find links to my published essays and current projects.

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