William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

The First to Sneeze

A healthy body wants only what it needs. A healthy mind acts accordingly.

The stars were still bright at four this morning. Even then I could hear robins singing up the street. No shoes or socks: I was listening with my feet.

Red, purple, pink: three big barrels of geraniums, three plants in each. They join us at each meal. Being geraniums is an art: sometimes we are in the barrels, and the geraniums are at the table, smiling at us as birch catkins tickle our leaves.

April 22, 2021


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