You and Yours

Poem about a chance meeting on the way to... a poetry reading.

Emily Kaminsky

Apr 18, 2025

On my way

To the poetry reading

You appeared,

Asked me if I wouldn’t like

To stay and linger.

I smiled, nodded, noticed

How the setting sun

Backlit your pale face.

You, bobbing up and down

In the cool breeze.

You, beckoned me forward.

I brought my face to your

Soft fluttering petals

Drank in your essence.

You and yours danced and weaved

In unison, celebrating your annual

Performance, showing only

For a few days more -

Perhaps.

I snap a picture in remembrance

Of the moment.

Thank the City of Andover

For planting and tending to you.

I move on.

Now, with open heart

To the poetry reading,

A little bit of you

In my soul.

To read about the poetry reading I went to (referenced in the above poem) where the reciprocity of creativity brought me some much-needed sustenance, check out my post on The Creative Convergence today: Poets En Plein Air.

To read another poem about a magnolia that I had to leave behind, enjoy the poem below. Do you love magnolias? Have you left behind a tree, one that haunts you and beckons you to this day to return?