Lilacs

I haven't done well with poetry this month.... it just hasn't been coming... or I haven't given it enough time.

Sigh.

I've spent my concentration and energy on thoughts of the courtyard garden.

Anyway, the lilacs are blooming here, though I don't have any bushes in the courtyard garden.

Here's a poem by Amy Lowell:

"Lilacs, False Blue, White, Purple,
Colour of lilac,
Your great puffs of flowers
Are everywhere in this my New England ...
Lilacs in dooryards
Holding quiet conversation with an early moon;
Lilacs watching a deserted house; ...
Lilacs, wind-beaten, staggering under a lopsided shock of bloom,
You are everywhere."

-  Amy Lowell