Prayer for Inflorescence
A single red spider lily, Lycoris radiata,
appears suddenly one September day,
its leafless bloom a tiny burst of fireworks
in my back yard. I planted the bulbs
twenty years ago; a few bloomed,
then disappeared beneath the soil,
presumed dead until now.
I, too, disappeared those twenty years
ago, into a life I would come to regret,
a life that would lead me into a dark place
where even the brightest blossoms lie dormant.
Now I stand in my yard, alone, soaking
up sunshine, like the Naked Lady, waiting
for the same process that coaxed the lily
into its fiery glory to gently force me
into plain view and restore my faded colors.
Diane Elayne Dees’s chapbook, I Can’t Recall Exactly When I Died, is forthcoming from Clare Songbirds Publishing House; also forthcoming, from Kelsay Books, is her chapbook, Coronary Truth. Diane also publishes Women Who Serve, a blog that delivers news and commentary on women’s professional tennis throughout the world.