Dropping Into the Flower

Susan Deborah King teaches writing and leads retreats on spirituality and creativity. Her last poetry book was Coven (2006). She lives in Minneapolis and on an island in Maine with her husband, and is mother to grown twin daughters.

A worldly bouquet of powerfully lyrical poems about flowers evokes our connections to the natural world, to ourselves, each other.

First Shoots/ I. If I had only one day...PeepersLoosestrife"Flowers that are Truly Orange Are Relatively Few"Sonnet for February 23PrayerTrellisJust TimeII. Sweet for its limit...SparklersRedbuds RememberedAlready...LeavingRevelationIII. Mad flashes into the blue...Fifteen Year TributeDreamland CaféBringing Them Back OutCain's AlternativeI Really Want to KnowIn the SierraI Was Love (Rick '87)IV. That they will still be here...Photographing the Lady's SlipperThe GreenwayHoh Rainforest, Olympic PeninsulaHamburgerHaleakalaBravoWeedsGeorgetown WalkaboutV. Hideous with grief...Rabbit's Foot CloverTo Touch the WoundBack from the Funeral of a 12-Year-OldGettysburg MonumentsCherry BlossomsBulbsParkvilleVI. What can be won...Dry Creek BedFreedomAmaryllisSolomon Visits The Queen of ShebaWhat Can Be WonBaker's Café ThoughVII. Beauty: cunning, bluff, superabundant...Driving Through March SnowDaffodil ValleyPleasePeoniesLilacsHydrangea BlueSniffingVIII. For another try...So Far at LeastDriving Toward New Milford, May 1Wood ThrushAgainO, CyclamenFewerLetting Go