Considering the Lilies – a poem by Diane Elayne Dees

Considering the Lilies

In my yard, rain lilies bloom
in profusion. The same water
that startled them into their subtle
pink glory also bends their stems
flat to the ground, where they lie
scattered like throw pillows tossed
by careless fairies. The next day,
the sun revives them, but their numbers
are fewer. I stand among them—
at once grateful and disappointed—
and wonder why I still resist the lesson:
Nature is perfect,
nature is imperfect.
And that, too, is an illusion.

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.(

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