149. PEONY BLISS

 149.


PEONY BLISS

In the garden, she discovers

a blossom of palest pink with

layers of tulle petals, skirted ballerina

toe-dancing on a dark green stem.


The peony bends deeply to perform a grand plié,

almost touching the ground. Unrehearsed,

executes an impressive pirouette, spins

gracefully in soft summer air.


The choreographer arrives with basket and scissors.

Snip-snip, blades open and close, open and close,

arranges the last performance in a crystal vase.

Radiant, the peony takes a final bow.


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